It’s the little things

Like fresh pork tamales, tiny little blue shrimp, and 9 new young Sidthimunki loaches ❤️ after getting out of work early because I discharged half our patient load home.

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Broken Smiles took the long road
That wend and meandered it’s way to Distilled Images
with secrets and hidden truths
i thought I saw you
You thought you knew me
tiny lies whispered in the dark
To sooth wounded souls
Luce’s Whore bared her insidious lust
while I lost myself in Ephemeral Dreams
We drifted apart
Bleeding failed promises and shattered hopes
i whisper your name in the night
wishing for your baby blues to tell me the truth
Speak to me of your truth
until we find our way back
To begin again