and why not.
sometimes the why not is the most important
before jumping into misery
and walking up the road alone.
remember Oregon and reunions,
the mist and fog resting on the hillsides.
the ocean waves, the peacefulness,
the friends who welcomed me.
remember this and also the ones
who did not offer a helping hand
that cost them nothing.
remember them, the ones who
make the next time impossible.