Monday, February 23, 2009


Walking alone on a darkly lit street. The pavement is still wet from the rain that passed by that night, glowing against the flickering light from a poorly maintained street lamp. Its just 10:45pm, but traffic was light. One or two cars pass by while I traverse the street. The air is cold... damp... like a prelude to an impending doom. The coldness courses within my body, invading my feet, hurting my hands and filling me with melancholy. Bitterness stagnates the air. This doesn't help me I walk on to an empty home.

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