I take the lost road home because this feeling, never leaving, has taken its toll. What is familiar will only take us so far, and now it's my time to turn – to learn and move on. Except I writhe at the thought of being on my own, without a family or a familiar place to go. I look in the mirror for a way around. My bones are protruding, goddamn sticking out. I know the answers must be buried deep within my ribs. I just still have not found some sort of resolution.