I'm not hanging on your every word. I'm thriving on my self-sufficiency. I'm not listening to the things I've heard. About me and you. . People think there must be something to the way.
Middle of nowhere. Finally you can breathe. Nobody knows your name. It's easier. . Shut your eyes tightly. Clench your fists 'til they almost bleed. Cautiously, lightly.
Didn't I tell you everything's fine?. If there's a good and bad we're somewhere in between. Often I feel like we're all navigating blind. Could we get a change of pace to set the scene.