a child, now a man fallen into a void, found a hole in the fabrics of space and time... stumbling along a winter night's retreat, one of life's "easy day" times.
[i keep a notebook with me , that i use to write things out... i had some trouble remembering today and have just about come full circle now. eventually i had to stop reading and just think .. "why would i lie to MySelf?"]
*if ya don't understand this, its okay..... to speculate*