Hello black dog my old friend, I’ve come to walk with you again.

It’s not been long since I journeyed with you, carrying my pain.

I have to say that I have lost my sunny disposition.

I’m now settled into this much less sunny position.

Walking in like a shadow in the night.

Avoiding those that try to catch my gaze.

Knowing that my presence is a blight.

I’ll walk the surface of this earth, until I walk right through this haze.

Self-knowledge isn’t enough to get me through.

I need to spend my time in thought, with conversations soft and low.

More time in reality not chasing life through other media.

Walking, watching, working, sharing, life is not only within the written word.