Next time, I’ll find someone who will fight as hard as I will.
I just said “next time”
How did that happen?
I didn’t mean to, didn’t want to, I just typed it and it was in my mind.
Maybe my mind is trying to tell my heart something.
My heart isn’t working correctly, so maybe an override is a good thing.
It’ll take a hell of a long time, but maybe there will be a next time.
Steps. No matter how small or unintentional… steps. I think I can smile at that.
Good night all!