Verdictless

All I wanted to do today was put my truck in drive and go as far as I could with the little bit of gas that I had. Instead, I filled up my tank and idled at the riverfront.  I can't help but look over my shoulder at where I've been and wonder if I should just go back to it and stay there; it's comfortable, it's reasonable.. I mean, I've lived it. How hard could it be.

So I dig into the melodies of the past to sweep me away, if only for a little while, to a time when that peaceful easy feeling came naturally.. and this constant suffocation was yet to weigh so heavy on my chest.

Music is what feelings sound like.

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