words into wind

A place where a yell can trail off uninterrupted until it becomes a whisper. Becomes wind.

Somewhere I Belong

I spent New Year’s Eve/Day alone this year. I spent my birthday alone this year. I can’t blame anyone. They’d say that both were by choice. Truth is its by design. I am without kin. Without connection. I try so very hard.

I’m done trying. 

Happy New Year