3 Little Birds (well, 2)

woke up this am. MLK mon. lay in bed for a while. feeling somehow. a little emtpy? remembering last year. feeling nostalgic. thinking i should be getting dressed & getting ready to chill for the day. Realistically knowing that time has passed. They're not here anymore. My 'people.'

I go out on to the balcony to get some sunlight & a smile immediately spreads across my face. I see them. The birds. Start singing the song. I think of how such a simple thing just made me smile. And I appreciated life. Go back in to grab cam. Take a quick snapshot.

Go inside. smiling on the outside. sorely missing my fam on the inside. But knowing...every lil' thing. is going to be alright. *and though I don't even smoke, feeling like I should be high as a kite. Yeah...that'll make the day bearable. If only I actually smokedv* MONDAY. It's monday. It's a holiday.
And it's going to be a long one.
Ok...off to get dressed. And make the most of this day. Even if it means doing it alone.