How do you avoid Armageddon?
I've been dialing parts of that number over and over again today. First two digits, then four, then six. I'm not afraid of getting hurt, it's been a long time since my heart was that naked. No, I'm afraid of hurting someone else, someone who hasn't done anything to deserve it. I'm not a cold person, I just happen to be adequately armed in response to a cynical world. It's nothing personal, just self-defence.
Behold, I send you out as sheep amidst the wolves
Can you blame me? I don't know what else to do, this is how my experiences have shaped me.
Now I'm searching for a way past the obvious and the predestinated. A way to dial those last digits and calmly wait for an answer. The quiet storm has settled.