I went for a walk yesterday in the area to pick up some things. Enroute, I found myself at the intersection where, on March 6th, my world changed forever. It's the first time since that day that I found myself, on foot, in that area.
So, I decided to face a demon. I crossed the street and stood on the exact spot in the middle of the intersection, on the traffic island, where Kim was taken from us. At that precise moment, I felt a breeze and a sense of release. It may sound kind of corny, but I firmly believe my being there "sent a message". Kind of a hockey mentality.
We go through our lives these days, observing and encountering various "first days" (birthdays, holidays etc.). September 13 become one of those days, in a conquering kind of way. There are many battles to be faced. We take them one at a time.
Another demon has been conquered.....To the rest of them, don't fuckin' mess with me!
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