We are on Day Three of our travels. The land continues to astound me. Jordan of the hills, Jordan of the light sand and the people with bright smiles. Jordan where the azaan echoes among mosques, a choir of the heavens. Jordan of the castles and its rich tapestry of history, of the stories of the Crusaders and the Romans and the Ottomans.
“The look on his face. The secret glee in my dark, bitter heart.” - This made me laugh SO hard. A very relatable piece as always my dearest x
engrossed as ever by your voice and your humor and your honesty 💜 from one black sheep to another
From one black sheep to another, my dude. To writing our pain away.
Your words jump off the page as always. I look forward to these immensely, and can't wait for the book! <3
Thank you so much for reading and supporting always my dear!