Day of Low.

I walked the village slower than I ever have. My legs shaking and my insides ready to unfold.
I know I’m not okay. I just hope I can stay quiet enough until my feet are on Canada grounds.
I am angry and hurt .Stressed and frustrated. I can feel a chapter of my life coming to a close and I am scared. Flashes of my past wrap around me and I feel myself shrinking.
I suppose I knew it would come to something like this. But there’s no way to predict the feelings.
I didn’t know I would feel so angry.
And I am so angry.