sanctum erratum

Out of the 19 Halloweens that I’ve had, this is the first one I’ve ever spent alone.  Growing up brings disappointment after disappointment.  All the while hoping for that big bright future.  I wanted to save the world; I wanted to be remembered.  18 years old, frightened of my own mortality, and all too aware how fragile this is.  Lives can be broken, especially if the foundation is poor.