I am afraid.
I have always been one to listen to my gut and currently, it's telling me to run. Run far away because something is coming and whatever it is is gonna hurt really bad. But I can't move, I'm stuck to the ground on which I stand. I can't tell what's holding me here, is it love? Fear? Some belief that my gut is wrong? I don't know, and perhaps I'm not meant to know which is equally if not more scary. The overwhelming sense of loneliness definitely has a hold on me today but truthfully I've welcomed its embrace.