I held it at arm's length, thinking that it could never get to me that way.

But as I sit here alone in this room night after rain soaked day. I have come to realize,with the full clarity of a reformed sinner; it was not that I was protecting me from it. It was that I was protecting it from me.

And it never wanted protection in the first place.


Want to comment? Login or Join

Login Sign up

MitchRudeen (joined almost 14 years ago)

Raconteur and Roust About

No favorites

Story information


Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0


We like you. Say "Hi."