Distant Howl

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ent that happened in Foresta, many days in which I had the energy to go looking for work. Just thinking about the idea of taking on another position as a waitress in some bar or club, which was by the way the only thing I was qualified f

d from Daira in the same amount of time. Too many days of silence, no answer when she called, no answer to

c proportions" This was the thoug

believed it, but there were times when this little voice deep inside of me whispered that it was all true. It was this insidious scratch, taunting th

wn the shadows moved over me and tried to drag me to hell, I heard it whispering from the sad parts of my soul. He was

haped who I was, that I tried so hard to be someone else. Laugh when things weren't

g so essential in me that it

the energy to move, the depression of life pressed like cement blocks to my chest. All I wanted to do w

exhaustion that I had accepted would never go away. The stress of not having a job, worrying about the money in my savi

flying to Scotland to find her, to make sure she was okay. Maybe it was a little drastic, definitely irrational, but sh

oat, threatening to choke me as I reached out and grabbed it. The sheer relief I felt when I saw Daira's name flash on the screen, a ridiculous phot

ving for the last few days and why she'd been silent on the radio, how she'd found out about her father, I cried with joy. Who

he was happy, but that things were crazy

appiness in her voice that she knew a thing so fierce

g this incredible journey with the man she had met, with everything changing, for the be

ted. And he was not going to wait any longer for i

I'd made and the things I hadn't done with my life. I cataloged what I would do today, how I would start things off on the

oncerns about his safety, about my choices, were resolved. But I couldn't help but remember the tingling sensation in the back of my mind as she listened to her speak