It’s finished. The meeting has ended and now back to sober reality. I always wait in the lot and ponder whether leaving is a good idea.

I’d be back to my own devices and self pleasure thrill. Who would leave me alone in four enclosed walls with a single mirror?

Doesn’t seem effective.

“No son, you cage yourself in those walls. Not a single soul is responsible for your disgust in the way things are than you.”

I’m listening.

“Are you? Where’s your joy?”

In… her.

“Why not me? Ive sent my angel to you for protection and still you think she was the one who pulled you through your gutter and cleaned your spiritual system.”

“Ive given you all you need and it’s not enough. If i wanted you to long for happiness that would have been granted. Joy isn’t easy to come by. It takes times of suffering as a lesson. Remember me tonight. I think you get the point son. I love you.”

Dearly beloved,

Thank you.