I’m okay
it’s been a while. i stayed somewhere else for a few nights. cody’s cat came with me. it was quiet. the walls didn’t breathe. the lights didn’t flicker. i thought maybe i could forget, maybe i could rest. but i came back. i don’t know why. the house… it calls. maybe it always did, and i just didn’t listen. cody is okay. he had a concussion and needed a few days to recover. he’s resting now, taking care of himself. now the walls don’t just breathe. they whisper. at night. soft, low, words i can almost understand but not quite. sometimes it’s my name. sometimes it’s not. i didn’t post because i didn’t know how to explain it. i still don’t. — edwin