Short walk around a pond on the outskirts of the city. Never far from the sounds of the highway, trains blowing their horns, and homeless residue scattered here and there.
I had to hold back tears writing this one. Even though it's not much on the surface, there is a lot today that sits deep inside me. Pride, worry, loneliness, pain, and sadness.
A new tool, new way to see where I came from, some rambling, a message to a friend, and a message to people in general.
I hurt, and I know a little more why and how. Just don't know how to heal from it all yet (but I'm working on it).