17 May 2012
Sat here, Alone. Contemplating the day to come. Knowing what the day is likely to hold. Hoping it doesn't turn out the way you imagined. Serenity for now. Stress later. Atmosphere creeping up on you. Choking on anticipation. Feeling my pulse climb.
The door opens.....
It is time for the storm to begin.
I pray it washes away the darkness.
Calm Before The Storm • Opuss № I