He broke away from them, from all of them. The reasons were unknown to them, but he knew best. It was in the depths of the mild winter that it became apparent that all of the life that he thought he'd known was nothing but a waste. He was alone, it seemed everyone in his life meant little to him anymore, and nothing in life seemed to matter greatly other than finishing up school, regardless of what anyone else thought or said, that was one thing which was going to come to fruition.
It was on December 24th, Christmas Eve 2006 that he made the final breaks with family and friends. A bag packed and the car gassed it was time to leave the small town forever and to never look back. No glances over shoulders, or furtive wondering over the reflections in rearview mirrors, leaving was imminent and ever-present. Lunch had gone poorly, in fact, the whole holiday season had gone terribly. The people who he thought he knew, turned out to be strangers. The sense of self which had been built into him through his 34 years had been shattered by a few months worth of disappointments and a few moments of confrontation. Suddenly; there at rock-bottom, new life and light began to burn.
