The chaos is coming, right now I feel like I;m in the eye of the storm. it is raining outside which is ironic. It's going to get so worse before it gets better. People will be hurt and people will be loved and it's not going to be perfect and I will be in the middle trying to live with some kind of grace. I never want to hurt anyone, only love. But matters of the heart are not easily dealt with and the time has come to move on. I dread the consequences of my actions but in the flip I yearn to be free from the prison I have created.