No, no one needed to know her reasons for leaving. All they needed to know was that she was all right and her solitude was precious to her at this time. Her eyes fluttered just for a moment before she fell into a deep, dreamless sleep, letting go to the song that said it all. It's only in a couple years. As I sit and think of how this all transpired, I find myself wishing my months were years as when I was a child myself.
Children find everything takes so long.
Adults find everything moves so fast. In that one bit of conversationI realized I wasn't a child anymore. I have crossed that shaky line and moved on. My world has begun to spin as a whirlwind of not only experiences but also emotions and conflicting ideas of where to go and what to do. When that fades, it will be too late.