After one week…

My journal is full.

My blog is empty.

I don’t know how to say what I want to say.

[out of words? it happens.]

I want to remember

the Indian dinner with moments of tears

the laughter with surprisingly new friends

the hugs with those I’ve missed

the car rides with old friends

walks on the beach

walks on the hills

walks through burghs

walks through streets

just moment after moment

that I don’t know how to explain

but I don’t want to forget.

I’ll try to blog again tomorrow

where maybe the words will have form

and I’ll find a way to talk about

my mind and heart

being so full.

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