Monday, April 07, 2003

I wrote this October 17, 2002

The man walks. He just keeps going because there is nothing else to do. His time of hun has passed. He is now in the bad part but he must keep walking. It is his duty and there is light at the end of the tunnel. How dim it is now is not a concern. It is there and that is all that needs to be know. The atmosphere is still foreign. Still not making since, But because he has to be here, he stays, he endures, why he does not know. But he has good intentions in mind. It is very hard but the facts remain and the feelings are the same. The use of distractions aid in the feelings.

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