Florist please, leave the flowers at the foot of my bed. I’m not ready to embrace them fully yet. I need to remove this healing gauze and bandage. I doubt the public wants to see me this far from my usual.
What do you know, if it’s not the county jail it’s the ICU. GOOD THING GOD MADE ME TOUGH. -there ain’t much in this world that I want more than for us to be in an environment where we can both fully bloom. One day soon! ❤️
