December 3, 2019
He's a traveler now. He decided this on the month of September. Somehow the safety of home has become dangerous. Winding synapses of alarms that got louder each day. It is a kindness to be angry, his mother said. It is a kindness to be honest, and if one's truth at a particular moment is anger, then so be it. No sense in nicety. In all the years he lived at home, he's only had a handful of angry moments. Now he knows he can allow for that to happen more. This is freedom. This is knowing how to live.