SCAR

Was a year ago. So much was going thru my life. I had just returned from a trip that took me through the Highs and Lows and back to the Highs again. Juggling a move to a new city, the end of a job, and the emmotions of a new found love. Amazing how time just seems to slip on by. The new city seems old, the old job is all but forgotten, and the the new found love has run out. Hard at times to look back and ponder especially in this ever changing world. Love, War, Election, Revelations, Break-ups, so much has happened. Was it good? Will the next year bring something different? Will it be more of the same? Looking back, I see and feel some of the emmotions of the previous year. As anyone would say, I enjoyed the Highs! Just wish the High would have been at the end instead of the early part to the Middle. Now Im left still in the Lows. Slowly one can come out of the dark and try to experience that high again. I recall the highs and the joys it brought. The feel of being invinsible, the joys of being wanted, the feel of being needed. But like all things there is a beginning and there is always an end. One never knows what the future holds but one must live it out anyways. They say the first cut is always the deepest. Its hard to feel and see if the bleeding will ever stop? Feels like a scab where it has replaced the cut but yet the little things remove the scab and the blood starts it flowing. But know that the scab starts to get smaller and smaller and the healing begins but like most deep cuts the scab leaves a scar that will always be a reminder of the cut and the high times.

ALBERT