Last night I wept like I was a child once more. I wept and shed my skin, because the process by which I am becoming an adult and a man is more painful than I could have ever imagined. I wept because I was no longer a child with blind faith into the good of the world and kindness of people. I wept because my eyes were opened to the harsh reality of the world - how it holds no prisoners and leaves you wanting and alone. I wept because I could not believe anymore and I love to believe in the balance of life. That everything has a meaning and reason. I wept because I have lost my pain and I am not yet accustomed to its absence.
