Big Black Cloud

You're finally standing still and your fingers all go numb

Get higher on your hill

So your big black cloud will come

Your big black cloud will come

-the microphones

Circa 2008

I remember being so lonely in this photo
Living in an apartment with four people, one being my best friend
But somehow I still managed to feel sad around this time

Maybe it was being away from "home"
Being away from myself
I remember this was the year when I finally allowed myself to heal
To heal from things that happened a long time ago
I somehow learned to confront all of it
I learned to stop hiding, stop running

I remember it
That time in my life
And it helps