4 AM September 2nd 2019

The sound of the rain battering this weather worn cabin is all that keeps me together. Through the long seemingly endless nights the storm rocks me to sleep while a thick blanket of thunder tucks my aching limbs and weary head in for bed. A peppermint tea sits idly on the bedside table, a half read book rests inches from my outstretched hands.

Finally

Peace at last