Tick Tick Tick

2 days and counting – HOLA HOMBRES!!

Sometimes I need to let people be…

Mark could hear the reverberations of the tramlines hitting the circular block wheels making its way into the city.  He had a beautiful face, not young but almost attractive if he was 25 years younger. The deep blue of his bomber jacket did not suit him if he was attempting to look enthused this morning. It made him withdrawn and forlorn – there was a sadness and isolation that I could not put my finger on. The soul seemed tired – a light had extinguished within him and there was nothing he could do.

Just like him, I am tired – I think I need to let people be.