The soul tires of the bumpy road, the eyes ache from glaring through the haze. Perhaps pulling over, turning off the engine and just being is the best course.
Yet staying here, unmoving, is in itself a step; and praying not a step backwards.
Checking in just in case anyone had been wondering; in case anyone was still interested in reading. It has been a minute since my last post. Although that last post didn't seem to gather much attention and seemed to prove unpopular with the ladies as I had partially anticipated.