Nick left and I didn't even realize he had until I noticed his truck was gone.
Time seem to slow down Thursday lingered my writing went nowhere.
Something changed I now had no use for time. Time around someone like him changes everything. He's in no hurry to have nothing.
His touch of handling everything as if it would break has rubbed off on me.
More of a learning of how good things could get if you let them.
Conversations takes place by touch movements, looks that only understood by knowing. I'm at the place where I want more of that.
His kind goodness is what...