sadly a travel diary

IT WAS SO DARK IN FLORIDA
Coming back, when the flight attendant asked me if I wanted a drink I made eye contact, held her gaze expectantly and said "No, thank you. "
IT WAS SO DARK IN FLORIDA
All I felt was the weight on my back, the weight on my back on my nerves: skull to toes
I don't fall down I stay up with this weight on my back, carrying this weight on my back...
Weight on my back weight on my back carrying luggage, carrying Grandma, carrying Guilt.
I've just been carrying a lot of weight on my back weight on my back why do we keep the old weight on our back so long?
IT WAS SO DARK IN FLORIDA
The sun hasn't looked the same, since.