Interview today went well, it's with a company nearby. Stability, it's what I crave right now so that I can be the man I used to be. Before I left there was talk about expecting an offer letter.

I worry every day, I see the little notions, the messages we display quietly, messages without discourse, without response. I want to talk to you but I can't. Do you feel the same? I'm trying to stand by your request. But everyday I say the same thing, I love you, I scream it out from my porch, I whisper it in bed, I say it as I play games, as I weep as I laugh.

You are my spark, my flame, and each little push I make, each thing I cross off my board is a cinder in the air that sparks my flame. I love you with all my heart, I wish I could hold you again, I worry about if you are alright...

I'm here...