Somedays I forget who I am. I just get lost in depression and things seem hopeless. I try to reach out for help, but there seems to be no one there. And I am faced with the sad reality that I am really on my own in this vast universe. But a day or two might pass and things seem better. The haze of gloom is lifted and I am reminded that things will not always be this way, tomorrow is another day.
|Thanks to my friend Ingie Markovich for taking these photos of me in LA this weekend! xoxo|