Written by Emily Harstone | November 2, 2016
He just couldn’t leave it unsaid.
Typically busy but now nowhere bound.
Forty. Middle of the road. Life.
Not all adventures have happy endings
Snow and cycling do not mix!
I’m on my way home, Mom.
Over the rainbow is reality now!
Over the rainbow is reality now.
White ethereal haze compelled my journey.
And he vanished, just like that.
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He just couldn’t leave it unsaid.
Typically busy but now nowhere bound.
Forty. Middle of the road. Life.
Not all adventures have happy endings
Snow and cycling do not mix!
I’m on my way home, Mom.
Over the rainbow is reality now!
Over the rainbow is reality now.
White ethereal haze compelled my journey.
And he vanished, just like that.