Quick explanation.

     Christmas is always a hard time for many. I am no exception. I have been fighting a funk. This time of year has contained pain and tragedy for me and many others. On Christmas Eve and Day there as been, my dad left, one of my best friends was murdered in front of my home, a childhood friend was killed in a drunk driving accident and another bro took his own  life, and all too often even if the holidays are in a joyful and festive mood, there is a darkness that tells me, 'so... what's gonna happen this year, who's gonna die? who's gonna leave?' Even as I type this out I tap into emotions that stir deep within. So, with that, I'm going to write a subsection of crags and crevices called, 'Stories that need to be told.' These may be gritty, happy, sad, but they will be, well, they will be.