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186.
now
Do I
breathe in water
or
swim for air.
187.
now
I have done good things and bad things.
I have tried and given up.
So.
The question is.
Can I do this?
Living?
Knowing it will all happen again?
Not the same things. Not the same pain.
But with new? And still the old?
My favorite book says
there are worse things than dying.
That’s true, of course.
There is something worse than death.
It’s loneliness.
And I have been
so
absolutely
lonely.
I am July Fielding.
I am a Fall Creek Girl.
I have traveled in a pack. I have traveled alone.
I run faster than fast, harder than hard.
