There was a while when I was the tumbleweed.
I was taking the passenger seat, not because I couldn’t choose, maybe, because I had bigger puzzles to answer.
There was a while when I was the tumbleweed.
I was taking the passenger seat, not because I couldn’t choose, maybe, because I had bigger puzzles to answer.
There’s always the come back, the recovery, the re-birth. It’s got me a little inspired to never count myself out.