Weak Week

About a week ago, I underwent a change. 

It ended up with me leaving the house at 1 or 2 in the morning, barefoot after it finished raining.

I had my mind made up.

Although, there was no ones house that I could stay at. 

Perhaps sitting in one place, awaiting...was my plan. 

Was I really ready to give it all up?

At first, I thought I was.

However, with each step. 

Energy that was fueling that train of thought was being sucked out of me.

Of course, on grass. Concrete too but eh...Uncomfortable.

*30mins - 2 hrs later...*

About a block and a half away from the house, I no longer felt the need to pass.

I felt nothing more than the "want" to go to sleep.

And so I did.