Standing on that desecrated ground The wind blowing. Sunshine on my skin, burning your memory away. Tears were not shed, as too many have fallen before. I felt the beast rise in me, reminding me of my power. I took it back, you do not control that any longer. It's mine. You lose. Too many …

Life After Brain Surgery: Rest days!

I have been resting more than normal this weekend. It seems I've overdone it the past couple weeks. Many errands to run, appointments to keep, and then lots of stuff around the house. I've been resting, reading, replenishing. I will write more when Brain rests a bit. ❤️❤️