So, let’s recap.
I’m trapped in a new world with no exits.
Someone’s left me a message I can’t decipher.
Oh yeah. And my initials have been carved into a headstone.
Fuck. And. Shit.
So, I find myself asking the same question that’s been rattling around my bones for weeks now.
Now what?
I find that, for once, the answer comes easily.
I decide to go for a walk.
It really is beautiful here, a beauty that I might not have fully appreciated if I had just been passing through.
I still hate it here.
But it could be worse.