Weathered

The dark silky tendrils of sleep slipped from my eyes even as I desperately tried to hold on to it by squeezing my eyes closed. Two years later, and though I was no longer on shelter time my body refused to sleep past 5 a.m. After only three hours of sleep, I was wide awake, and my exhausted mind was screaming in defiance. I spent a few more minutes with my eyes closed before sighing in defeat, rolling to the left, and slowly peeling them open to stare out my windows. A blanket of darkness greeted me seconds before a flash of lightning lit up the sky. Then the heavens opened and poured out its sadness. I love living in Texas but when I moved here I only thought about the warm weather and sun-kissed summer glow I had seen in others. I never paused to consider the other seasons or the possibility that it could get cold yet these days the weather was a mix

Almost as soon as I was in the hallway, Daniel’s decision to leave the company because of his addiction flowed across my mind. I was disappointed in him, not because of his addiction but because he wanted to leave the company. It reminded me about how different our lives when I hit rock bottom I had no fancy place to retreat to or anyone in my corner to help me through it, well not until I met Sarah anyways. An unrecognizable feeling slithered up my back, one that I couldn’t even begin to give a name to. Standing by the elevator waiting I looked out on the horizon allowing my mind to drift to another memory best forgotten. I had been in this rat hole for almost eight months and it felt as though nothing was getting better. I had managed to get a job and continue my university classes b