I’ve missed this view. It’s good to be back on the trail.

 

A place you’ve been before

 

Sorrow

 

Still there Still the same

 

Hello my old homeplace

2 bulbs are better than 1

More Snow

Beautiful but treacherous (isn't that the way it is?)

Leaf in Shnow

Celebrate Fall

Glorious Color-Treacherous Roads

See pg.

 Dreading work

When staff ask

“How was your weekend”

I will feign a fake smile

And say

“It was great”

It wasn’t great

It was sad

Save for a few hours

When I tried to gift two people

But instead they cleaned out my horse trailer 

And paid me for the transportation 

I tried to refuse, but they forced it on me

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Why do we lie?

Is it really a lie

If we are trying to save another

From grief

Disappointment 

Sadness?

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I’m sad to be alone again

I realized that it wasn’t me

But it still feels like I wasn’t good enough

I’m Exhausted

 I want to cry

Yet no strength is left

None within

None without

Broken

Drained

Strained

It shouldn’t be this way