just in case

today. the breeze seems out of place. the trees don't seem to fit as trees, just globs of color and i seem (feel or seem, don't really know yet) different... and a negative different. not a deep breath different, a nearly sorrowful and long sigh different. bad in and of itself, today. maybe period. maybe fatigue.
the only splinter of hope is lost in a hay stack city -- i'm hurrying to you.
i'm hurrying -
today.