A space for Saturn

How the world works in mysterious ways. As a child you dream of everything being ok. But as the years grow with you, you gravitate to adulting and mundane activities that hurt the very soul that once looks at the stars and wish for laughs and hugs. It’s truly a sad feeling.

Rush to the store for the child, go file a petition to vote as you feel the need to show initiative in the country you live in. Pick up an extra shift with your boss.

How i struggle to keep the same smile I once kept. Fear not I plan to spread joy and happiness. As tho there’s still a child in all of us.