I stride along the tarred deserted road underneath the streetlights...My disheveled hair stuck like a damp towel to my skull as cold perspiration pours down my face. My outfit is plain: black pants and a white t-shirt hidden under a gray blazer. it is an outfit I had carefully picked earlier this morning for my journey. A journey I knew I would never embark on.
But now ahead of me is another, one from which there is no