Driving back and forth, not forward.

Instead of returning to the woods as planned, I’m separated by water and am now killing my 14 year old Chevy Cavalier by trying to span the distance.

I checked his phone, I found things I didn’t want to find. I’m back in that place I didn’t want to be. He said it’s because he doesn’t have any friends in his new location and he was lonely.

Yeah, so was I.