Pain.

No sleep, can't eat, not functioning correctly from the turmoil occurring right before your eyes. The knots take over your stomach leaving no room for much of anything else but the tears that speed up to those ducts. Before all this pain though, there was a future. It was as clear as day a little bit over twenty-four hours ago. Now however, that picture is blurry, the trees are bare, the snow is melting and the ground is slippery. Is this karma, does karma do these things, how could hate be so prevalent that it would cause a complete circle of suffering.

All there is to know is honesty, truth will prevail, so now can love be made? But if life was easy then where would all the adventures be ....