I'm going away for 32 days...

I guess its my weakness. I never look at a person and wonder how old they are. While at Zondra's wake last night I did the math. She was only 32. I don't do well with the rules of life and find myself battling the makers when chapters don't finish the way you dreamed. I still believe they should've never met in Sleepless in Seattle. 32... and it will be that many days that I will disappear from all of social media. To take the time spent typing and writing to better understand the path to which I will learn from so that when I return in late December I can be much wiser and more prepared for the things that happen to those who've been gifted daily with air to breathe and a heart that creates music.