Neighborhood

A cup of coffee. The sound of a neighbor's exhaust pipe...coming home. I can hear the chains rubbing the cogs as the sun gets pulled into the sky.

Frustration from a May-December relationship turned on its head. How could she have become so sick?

There's a new heartbeat about to begin. It's making her sick...but that's alright.

Nobody ever really led me to believe things would be any different. Somehow everything balances out.