Throughout the remaining day, Max and I talked on everything that went on between the hours that we avoided each other and the happenings before then until bedtime.
Max had fallen asleep well before I did, as it seemed even in relinquishing my troubles on others I still felt the burden of them. It was all of a sudden when the visual picture of the Moon Flower came to mind. The beautiful nature surrounding it along with the body of pristine water that would be so welcoming had it not been polluted full of despicable youth. Suddenly, I wished I was there, wondering how it would feel to be alone in such a wondrous place.
Relief flooded me as I finally experienced a calm rush over me. It was as if I could almost feel the hard and smooth slate of rock lying beneath me as I lay there in bed. I
