My brother-in-law got a horrible phone call. The kind of phone call that comes out of the blue and hits you in the gut, takes your breath away. The kind of call that no one wants to get but everyone has to at some point. He broke down, understandably. He gave the phone to my sister because he was so overcome with emotion. The whole situation kind of made me examine myself a little bit. What if I got a phone call like that? There is no one in this world that I trust to let go completely with, to just break down. I wouldn't be able to hand the phone over, metaphorically speaking. It wasn't always true, I did, once. It didn't work out well. I hope that it won't always hold true for the future either. I hope that one day there will be someone, but if not... I know that I will be okay holding it together by myself. Just like school being a temporary way-station, a holding place, for a bigger and better future. I hope these walls are just a temporary shield. However, when I ...