I'm sorry for all the problems I have caused with you...

In his moment of pain he set me free. Can you believe that I felt caged. His questioning cut my wings. I woke up this morning fresh. Smiling. The small black fly that has taken up residence in my room sits on my white flower plastic lamp. I watch it for a while and decide if he is there tomorrow morning I'll name him. Everything is fine and gone. My concentration is back. I am back and he is definately gone.