Or how we go through the things we go through in order to protect the ones we care for from the world and the darkest parts of ourselves.

Or how I’m not fussing about my own page rank and I’m not going to tell you why. At least until the secret is out.

Or how I forgot that fasting month has already started.

Or how life is the blank canvas and we are the instrument of its design.

Or how springtime is meant to be something new, but always met with the same old musings.