Floating on

Boxes are packed, stacked up high. Like a soldier vying for the opportune time to make a move, I await surrounded within the walls of my boxes of fortress. This has been my existence for the last few months. We put the house on the market, then the house was sold, and then came the…

It’s Me and God Tonight

I am looking at the picture that Neil took of me. In it, I look so sad… My eyes are gazing outside the window and I am lifting the curtain.. as if.. as if I am waiting for someone to arrive. I have such longing in my eyes.. and it feels like the eyes are…