You thought you were alone...

Dear Paragrinus,
Decided to get off my fat ass today and finally go for run. For me running is a moment during the day of serene escape and tranquility. It's just you, the beaten pavement, and....well that's when it hit me..... I'm never really alone, am I. I had only been running for less than 2 minutes when he appeared. First a shake of the bush, and then a running along the hill, finally erupting from the street and staring at me. Mr. Coyote. He was the size of a medium Labrador, ash gray, and petite. Staring at me, just staring. I started to run again and he trotted behind me, at some distance, till a passing car's headlights melted him into the darkness. The rest of the time I just imagined him following me, nature's midnight companion to my lonely venture. Forget imagination though, rounding the corner in a park there he was again...only this time he stood there and stared at me. I slowed down and stared back, we both began trotting toward each other, passing by in silence; a tip of our boulder hats to each other in respect. I'd like to think that he looked me in the eyes as I gazed upon him, some weird manner of recognition. Take care dear friend

Love Always,
Eric

P.S. With that title I want you to remember dear friend that this was literally an analogy presented to me in reality. You aren't alone. No one is. It may get stressful, sad, lonely, or just about to fall of a cliff frenzy.... but you just have to have faith. Reach out and who knows....who will reach back out and take your hand.