Ah, yes, the Ides of April, our modern day of betrayal and infamy and what feels like the sudden death of any hope of having a reasonably full bank account. April remains the cruelest month, as the sun has been snatched away again, and returned us to gray cold – although I’m excited to say we got out and worked hard after our Sunday gig to get a few more flowers into the ground. Still, today, is cold and gray, and it feels hard to push through the fatigue and know that better days are coming. You?
it’s not through
the only way out
is a trail marked with arrows.
I choose a U-turn.