Sometimes, life feels like a dead-end. Stagnant. “Where the heck is life?” you ask, numbly, sitting on the edge of your bed.
Friend, let me pick up your face with a little light and love:
Read on ❤

Sometimes, life feels like a dead-end. Stagnant. “Where the heck is life?” you ask, numbly, sitting on the edge of your bed.
Friend, let me pick up your face with a little light and love:
Read on ❤
Olion, the Treasurer of Magic has an urgent message from the headquarters of dreams.
He is searching for you, dear friend…I believe it is hopeful news.
You need hope, and I have the one single solution for 2020-itis. Read on and be relieved. 🙂
This gives me great, great HOPE 😌