When tragedy strikes I want to run, I want to hide. The strike is fast and cannot be seen soon enough. I avoid all possible outcomes and yet, here I am. This tree had fallen as it blocked my path. I couldβve turned away, I couldβve left. When tragedy strikes, I falter thinking itβs my fault. #writing #fallenthings #imyellingtimber #canieverbehappy #amigoodenough









