Darkness not coming.

And isn’t that ironic. Or maybe serendipitous. How about obtuse? Never sure with squirrelly words like that. 

This isn’t going to be what I intended when I opened it. The cast and crew of my life are different. And that might not be bad. So, maybe this can something else now. 

A little light until darkness falls. Because it eventually will. Even if it’s just my shadow.