No stars out tonight, but the moon shines bright through the clouds. Amazement as the light slowly dissipates, leaving only the wind howling and the slight echos from twigs snapping as the trees fight for dominance. “Are you there? Or is this it? Am I truely alone?”Do you even exist… or is it all a show. Each sharp jolt at your finger tips from the on going branch battle as you wind yourself down the dark narrow walk. Mr. Owl chants mockingly as you stumble blind. “Can you see me there, struggling alone? Can’t you hold me and guide me home… Who knew the journey was so long. Who knew I would be so alone.