Lost in fog and love and faithless fear

I came home for Thanksgiving break yesterday. It's been nice, my little brother has taken to calling me "Bud-o" rather than the usual "buddy." It's adorable and endearing; he makes me feel purely and innocently loved. He has no idea of course, but how he blindly looks up to me, gives me something so cling to when it feels like I have no clue who I am anymore.

song of the moment:
Citrus - The Hold Steady

Thunder!

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