A Week Later

How I felt about something a week later...

Used.
Aware of being.
I feel something moving in the distance.
Future possibility?
Completely uncoordinated and awkward.
Painfully obvious I am.
Way too many should haves.
I don't feel safe here.
Got to get out from under this rock.
Or thumb.
Whatever.
It keeps me from seeing the sun.
Without the sun I'm lost.
I want to be able to find my way home.
I hope this isn't desperation I feel.