This box held the answer to my wish. No matter how naive it may have been. But, love remains. Still.

In a wood full of others. One stands tall and alone. Braced against the loneliness and cold. Still strong, and growing. The fading color notwithstanding.

I could go crazy on a night like tonight
When summer's beginning to give up her fight
And every thought's a possibility
And the voices are heard but nothing is seen
Why do you spend this time with me
Maybe an equal mystery

#IndigoGirls

"You can be anything you want", they told me...

The fog will always be there, blinding, hazy, covering. No clarity.

It will clear again.