Road to Joy

"We are all such fragile, broken things"


We break sometimes.
Because we are so human.
We are imperfect.
And nothing is ever right
completely.


And there was an
hour and a half span
where nothing was right.
And nothing existed outside
of one room
and two people.
With some sort of
conversation
that resulted in a
lot of feeling better.


But there was
that 90 minutes
of intense letting go.
Of letting some human being
know what was so severely bothering me.
And he happened to be a human being
with some wisdoms I don't have.
With some insight few could probably provide.


And I don't think
I can thank him enough 
for what he did.


"I leave home and it's dark,
I go home and it's dark.
Is the sun ever even out?
That's it! It's seasonal affective 
disorder, it's not your fault!
It'll be ok"