When the beat of your heart comes to a halt, was it your fault? Did you wish it to be or did you not see the future would soon cease to be?

Have you ever been robbed? I have.

We are all robbed at some point in our lives. We lose trust, we lose faith in a future that was supposed to be so safe.

You sweet little boy. I’m so sorry for what happened to you. While I am so heavy-hearted at what befell you, I am grateful for the circumstances that led me and several others to be there and do our best to intervene.

It’s a drizzly day in the bustling city named Boston. While buzzing down Eighth street I feel a sudden sadness as I approach an underpass. I notice numerous people living their daily lives. They have nothing on their calendars, for they have none.