The road in front of me stretched for what seemed like
forever, and the more that I gaze at it, the longer it seems to get, if
there is such a thing as a time greater than forever. Strangely, the thought
doesn't comfort me at all, for it speaks of a lack of closure for the thing
that constitutes my life right now, a constant state of denial, an escape
from the pain.
I shiver, wrapping my coat around me, as a chill breeze
wafts through the mountain road that I found myself in. Even with its protection,