Shadows

The shadows are nipping at my heels tonight. I'm so tired. Not physically. I'm staring down the road, just north of Macon. I'm headed to Valdosta, Georgia. It's raining. I used to love the rain. Now it just makes me feel lost. Makes me think of things best left alone. When it rains I just want to park the truck and crawl into the sleeper. Curl up and listen to the rain hitting the top of the truck. Close my eyes and for a moment be at home again, listening to the rain on the roof. To remember having a home, and not be some wraith wandering up and down the highways. I miss just being able to listen to the rain without being haunted by it. I have wandered so very far. I 've lost my way. And I don't know what to do about it.