I don't know why...

Walking to dad's this evening, a song drifted into my head, and I started singing quietly to myself. "Tin can at my feet, I think I'll kick it down the street. That's no way to treat a friend. Bright before me the signs implore me, help the needy and show them the way. Human kindness is overflowing, and I think it's going to rain today."

... and then...

A fine line...

Walking home tonight, rather glad it was already dark, as small tears began to well up in my eyes, with the permeating thought, "I don't think I can do this." Immediately following that, I then wondered... should it be, "I don't think I can do this on my own."  I realized shortly thereafter that there is a very fine line between those two sentences. 

Time goes by so slowly...

It's happening again. It's been a while. It's eerily quiet too...