Needed a break...

I never expected this journey to be so difficult... so draining.

I needed a break.

I found the anger became too powerful of a force, it took too much out of me. I needed to step away for a little while to regain some perspective.
My "hunt" became my life and my life became my hunt.

It changed me. Maybe not for the better. My anger is now closer to the surface. 20 something years of hiding it, and now I have brought it back to the surface. I think I may be ill equipped to deal with so much emotion. To meter so much anger.

I know the simple answer is to "forgive" and not hate, but from where I am sitting that would take super human strength. Maybe hate is so much easier.

When I get on my motorcycle I feel myself trying to outrun the same old demons. 180, 220, 260... never fast enough.

I wonder who got the better of who....