I hope your Fridays feel full. That everyday drenches you in sunlight- enough to feel the sting and remind you that you’re very much alive. The rain blesses you like holy water and you remember the good- that lightening is just a different way of staging the clouds and even though it looks harsh, it’s gentle. Help me out when you have the strength, but take care of the storm inside your mind first. Learn to tread water without panicking. Befriend the gloom. Love the sunshine over and over again until you no longer know the difference in seasons. Let April force you from hibernation. Stretch your hands through soil and ash. Come up for air in the mourning. -AMT ©️