This is my Last Post for the night. Its my “I AM SERIOUSLY NOT OK” post. The cry for help to the Unseen. Too sorrowful. Too lost to ever find my own way back.
Here I am with Ghosts of this Place. The generations and the families and teaching and memories. I would like to run from them but Old Flo once told me that the Ghosts would not kill me – the running from them would. I have known so many wise people over all these years. I do not forget their words.