1:16a.m

I heard the sound of keys. They're home. My ears directed focus on their motion of footsteps to sense the mood. A pair of feet.. heavy ones staggering further inside then.. another. But messy this time as if the floor has major distractions. The giant's footsteps rushed out again. Then it seems like tap dancing was reviewed& it is that again. I remained where i am at that time. Because of its uncountable frequency or that the drunk cannot be communicated. I usually pretend its a normalcy. I'm good at pretending. My appearence would concentrate on whatever i was doing. But today, deep inside me, unlocked doors& windows. I saw through teary eyes how my Mom reminded me of the letter 'S'. Also like a lonely dandelion stuck within a minor tornado. I didn't question but i walked away. There was so much to assimilate today.. I imagined destinating myself on a charcoal-colored concrete to Land of notfoundoutyet.. without the word love.