The cut from the knife of betrayal of a friend is the deepest.
As I rounded the corner of my block, the brilliant colors painted across the sky instantly awakened familiar moments of transitions in my life. 
Life, for me, I truly feel is in transition. I suspect that if I live to be 100 I shall always feel a sense of transition and journey. This life is about evolution. As one chapter completes, the next is seamlessly penned. For some whom I’ve had the honor of knowing, theirs was a short story. Others, a tale describing a rich and epic adventure brilliantly written.
The beauty of this existence is the promise of each new awakening, rich with possibility and hope. If you’re fortunate, you’ll deeply and meaningfully connect with a few others. And for those even fewer fortunate souls, there’s a deep and meaningful connection with oneself.
Is it Just Me? 