I stand at the rocky banks of the pond. Breathing in the fresh air of the park that combed past my curls in misty waves. It wasn't like myself to be so stressed when things were in order... I had my darling with me. My fingertips grazed my suits breastpocket. The flat line of my lip remained. Even upon feeling the stiff mound beneath the fabric. Alas, here I am. I've taken a true break for the first time since... I'm not quite sure.

"How strange..." I mutter to myself.