Echo..

Quiet night.
I have to admit,
tonight I'm nervous.
Uneasy.
The winds picked up tonight.
The smoke is intense.
It's in the house.
Burning eyes and throat.
I do know that it's not any closer.
I do know that if there were any danger close
I would have heard something.
But it's dark, eerily quiet, and smokey.
I don't know why
it's bothering me tonight of all nights,
but it is.
I actually feel alone tonight too.
I'm alone most of the time.
This is nothing new.
I'm a good loner.
I like it.
But tonight is different.
I can't explain it.

The greatest weakness of all is the great fear of appearing weak.
- Jacques Benigne Bossuet