Who Took those Two Pictures?

I am gathering your thoughts and came to the conclusion that you are questioning two pictures: the one where I am looking off in the distance, and the other where I’m wondering “maybe?” or “maybe not?” Both taken by an ex. Did he see something I didn’t see? I remember when both of these pictures were taken, and at those moments I was the most depressed in my life. Due to my ex? Situational life events? I didn’t like the group of people I was around? I felt like my life had no meaning. Ok, maybe my ex was a very small factor in my complex maze that had no escape. Where and when was the endpoint in life? My consciousness is currently connecting to the movie “Blood Diamond” where Leo dies while looking at the most beautiful scenery. Bummer he got shot, but he looked like he was at peace. Why? Because he finally helped Solomon’s family reunite? Or was it because he gave the journalist the TRUE and HONEST story?

Scenery and nature probably at the time made me less depressed in those moments; however, I still couldn’t vocal honesty. Fresh air always makes the body and mind feel better, just some advice. At that time, I wanted to be by myself rather than spending time with this ex. At this present moment, I want to inform scared citizens to “Take your mask off outside!!! IT’S SAFE!” Ok, I am more at peace now for speaking (writing) honestly.

Finding solidarity was my escape even if I still had dark thoughts, but they became a shade lighter. Not by much. The ex I am referring too was a very nice individual with no backbone. I treated him like dirt, if dirt can treat, I don’t know. Another word which means multiple things. Dirt is messy, Tide works well. So, I washed free from him. The first thing he did was call my Mom. The second was marry my best friend.