The fly by…day eighteen
It was a long day, not the longest of the week but after 12 hours, I was done. Stressful night, ticketing printers didn’t work and when they finally did we were down to only one person who could actually print a ticket, on a show night, with a crowd. Blah, blah blah. I could go on and on but I am not because that is not really the important part of my day nor is it the part I want to tell you about. This is. I can have the very worst of days, experience sides of humanity that I wish didn’t exist , lose faith in myself and the world around me but each and every time without fail, and without judgement when I walk in the door at night all that matters is I am home. These sweet souls are there granting me a bit of redemption and a whole lot of unconditional love.
Yes these are all from tonight taken the first 20 minuets or so when I arrived home…
Sweet dreams everyone! xx