So. Thanks giving has come and gone yet again. I'm only 27; I've noticed the amount of people sitting at the table has deceased dramatically over the last 10 years. I wish it hadn't, but this is the natural course of things. To not accept this would be to not accept mortality. This morning i held a slingshot that my grandfather and I had made roughly 15 years ago from a stick, twine, leather and a piece of old bike tire. "I will follow you into the dark" by Death Cab for Cutie just came on Pandora. Perfect timing for nostalgia and lost love.
I am so grateful to be alive; to be healthy. Don't lose sight of what we call love.