Chapter 17- Pink Tree

It’s been months, I think anyway, since I returned home. Now that the regular riggaramore of everyday life has settled back in, the dust has dissolved, I forget the day. I forget what happened, what was said, what was meant. The feelings of the day remain. Shortly after I returned, how embarrassed I felt for the devastation I… Continue reading Chapter 17- Pink Tree


Chapter 16 – Day 352

I’m walking down the sidewalk. It’s still cold, there is snow in places and I haven’t felt this cold in nearly a year. I couldn't make it, I threw in the towel before day 365. Before I had to beg borrow and steal money from my parents. The last few hundred dollars bought my flight… Continue reading Chapter 16 – Day 352