
ATC using an ultrasound pic from my friend who's 5 months along. I know there's a flash washing it out, but you can still see the outline of the baby's profile. I loved using these tiny buttons.

Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
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