5 years later...
Five years. Five long, agonizing years.
A lot had changed within the past five years. Baltimore's air held this excruciating silence, now--as if the world was coming to an end very soon. Or perhaps it was just me, since I saw people heedlessly beaming and playing around in the streets all the same, while I was stuck here, ruminating what went wrong with my life. Ruminating why I had so much to feel proud of, and yet there was this hollowness--this peculiar, empty feeling--in the pit of my stomach.
Mom and Dylan had exchanged rings last summer in Texas. They were settled there, now. I talked to Mom every now and again over the phone, but it just wasn't the same between us. She seemed like a twenty-five year old girl having gotten married the first time--g
