January 5: Not. Today.

An evening, largely uneventful. A morning, largely uneventful. A step onto the bus, largely uneventful. A gray and wet sky, largely unspectacular. A footstep, a rotation of the bus tire, a crack in my sanity. The flood wall breaking, the moment too much, the day overwhelming. The pieces don't fit, the events jumble, the emotions cloud. My life, reduced to a pillow, a blanket, and the comforting darkness of sleep. All I can handle, all I can bear, the responsibility of life, the daily decisions, abandoned. Left outside as I lock the door and forget the world.