Today marks the beginning of a season of preparation; for the devout it is for the coming of the Saviour. I've never been quite sure what it is people like me are doing or supposed to do. I miss the comfort of the ritual and the sense of shared belonging. I fill up my hollow days with noise to distract me from hearing the approaching roar.
I've never been clear if I am to look to the future with anticipation or fear.
I do understand I'll find out soon enough and sooner than planned.