M e a t .

Shit like this isn't an every day encounter. I don't hear someone mutter a vaguely threatening message at me on a late night walk every time I go out, but even then, usually what they say drives me away from them; not towards finding them days after.
I'm already tired of not understanding what life is about, and my paranoia isn't something I can just wave off like smoke blown into my face.
I /have/ to understand.