I wrote a thing today, a tribute about my little brother. I had coffee with a friend and we talked about death, perspective, and life. My mind may be consumed with a thousand things, but God knows how to restore my soul.
I wrote a thing today, a tribute about my little brother. I had coffee with a friend and we talked about death, perspective, and life. My mind may be consumed with a thousand things, but God knows how to restore my soul.