Profoundly sad.
In so many ways.
For different reasons.

I let hope swell. I left my rational mind at home.
I didn't want much, but I know better. I should be happy with allotted goods. To ask for more is to seem ungrateful. But only in my convoluted little wedge of the universe.

Seeking shelter from the rain in a wet cave.
Fire impossible. Just have to wait it out and move on from there.
With wet shoes.
With no compass save for Sunny days and clear nights.