Where We Go From Here

The chilly November wind cut against Craig's face. He stood in the parking lot of the hospital he just got discharged from. His mom was waiting for him to get in the car, to drive away from this place that made her uncomfortable. But Craig stood statuesque with leaves falling around him. Breathing in the cold autumn air. He had a long road ahead of him. He just dropped out of college. He didn't know where he was going. But he knew he had to keep going. So he took a deep breath, opened his eyes and took his first step forward.