these have been rough, tough, dark, dark days. what do you do when you’ve lost all your hopes and dreams? the only rock you ever knew? when the love of your life left you for dead and negates your entire existence? when grief pushes you further and further away from everything and everyone? when you only make it out of bed one or two days a week? when you’ve done all you can do? when nothing you do is good enough? when noone can understand what the hell is the matter with you? when you can’t even figure it out yourself? when there is no more hope and you have become a walking zombie?
my intention was to create this cool photo blog of sorts and this just doesn’t fit into the equation…my apologies. at best, the only thing i can seem to relate to right now is the reality of a widow.
Land of Pop 