As I rest my head against the frosted train window, an ironic yellow sticker proclaims "Support the Inconvenience" in blue ink. An ironic sign from a higher power, as I wait for a message that I know won't come.
Two hours is the commute from my present life to my future.
The only thing moving is me.
As I near my destination, covered in puddles, slush and snow, my steps slow and my form gets smaller. I can't help but thinking that maybe believing you're strong is the greatest weakness of all.
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Elle Bee: Where are you off to?
ReplyDelete*hug* No, it's a strength. Trust me.
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Oh Honeybunch,
ReplyDeleteMake that a group hug. If only being strong meant things would just bounce right off you with no pain, eh?
Hope you're doing all right.
I knew you weren't ok.... what's up? You know you can tell me. I love you.
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