"You have moved too carefully through your life.
Always the light within you is hooded by
your own protecting fingers,"
BRIAN PATTEN from "Through all your abstract reasoning"
It's hard to write about being free today. The weather turned last night. I lay awake in the dark listening to the wild wind and the harsh rain as it spat against the window. His place next to me was empty and I felt his absence more than I did the cold. It's fear I feel more than anything. The days are shortening and the nights are drawing in and I feel it in me too. My world closing in around a fading patch of blue sky. I close my eyes and try to see a way through the dark. I forget the light within.
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