I'm forever lost in myself, wandering this terrain with such little preparation that disaster seems imminent every step of the way, and the one sole thing that guides me is the map of her voice and the hope of the world and the sense that just on the other side of this landscape, the world is always on the mend.

She said something when she said nothing but all I heard was empty thoughts rattling about inside my head because as she was saying something I was thinking on anything other than what she was saying