What are you suppose…

What are you supposed to do when the people you care about don’t actually DO anything to show you that they do?
When walking away isn’t an option because you care about them?
When making yourself think “hey ho” and soldiering on just makes you look like a pushover?
Life sure is strange presenting such problems…

The woods, the owls calling, the fire modestly warming, rustling of nearby fellow nocturnal confederates, the dirt beneath my feet…the PROMISED sleeping in sanctuary, without this world of men.

and then the other day when it rains and rains and rains


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