It's a shocking moment for each of us; that moment we realize we are all alone in this world.
There comes a moment when our lives change forever. The moment we admit our weaknesses, the moment we rise to a challenge, the moment we accept a sacrifice, or let a loved one go. Every storm brings with it hope, that somehow by morning everything will be made clean again and even the most troubling stains will have disappeared; like the doubts over his innocence; or the consequence of his mistake; like the scars of his betrayal; or the memory of his kiss. So we wait for the storm to pass, hoping for the best; even though we know in our hearts, some stains are so indelible, nothing can wash them away....
It's a dangerous world. So we all look for protection, and whether we find it in the arms of our mother, in the kiss of our sweetheart, or in a whisky bottle. We just do what we have to do to feel safe.
