Weathering
The day is more than eccentric. The pressure is more than barometric. The gravel beneath my feet. The pain is very deep. I do not want to walk alone.
Journal
Gaining an hour on the eve of darkness; my fatigue becoming unsolvable. Even with sleep aids, I spend the night tossing and turning. The aches and pain are enough to […]
Sticking Point
I’m losing traction. Moments are passing by me. Changing direction.
Inside
Knowledge forsaken Early morning pondering Faith… hope… charity
