Waiting for my number, looking to the streets to give me a pulse.
To give me meaning I waited for a sign, waiting, just me…and my reflection,
here comes “one” a sign for both of us, We need each other. The two of us!
Waking up to a new kind of sleep on the side of a big, red bus.
Unlimited Minutes! I hope that does the trick.
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Husband, Father, Photographer, Director, Reader, Writer, Fundraiser, Good Cook, Knowledge Addicted — Sold everything in 2017 & moved to Madrid with my family.
