Friday, January 23, 2026

The Wolves Run Right To the Weeping Horizon


It's possible I was one of the first people to wish you "happy birthday" this year, just as it's entirely possible I'll be the last. I don't know what you got up to, but I know we're watching the same sky change from blue to pink to purple - just like we did last year. Maybe instead of taking you out for coffee we should go for cotton candy and pop rocks. It's okay if you don't understand why. 


Happy Birthday, Friend. 
I can't wait to see you again. 

-Sincerely,
BlueJay

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