The sun will come out again tomorrow.
All you weary, broken, afraid to cry, afraid to let go, afraid to ask for a friend, afraid to speak, AFRAID, drug addled, ailing, weak, riddled in unfairness:
The sun, and the Son, will come out again tomorrow.
Every day is a new opportunity. Every moment! Stop. Breathe. Open your windows. Look around. Breathe some more. You’re ALIVE!
Now live your life. You. Are. Free.
Erika
