The wind bristled against her exposed flesh, causing goosebumps to spurt up and dance along, letting her know in its restless movement the extent of her body. Her hair was on end and the cold was sinking in. This is how one remains fully dressed while feeling entirely exposed. She looked up from the sidewalk where she stood and into a distance her eyes could not see. Her legs stepped forward of their own accord, walking to a destination that she had long since forgotten yet her muscles remembered their way.
With all of her attention on the cold embrace of the wind, time went by unnoticed until she was at her destination. She snapped out of her daze and looked around slowly as her memory flooded back in, overwhelming her small frame with emotions though not forgotten were faded with time until their vigor returned in full. She shivered through her warm tears as she stood there, helplessly. Unsure of whether she should leave or move forward, she stood with doubt clouding her mind as the scene reminded her of the halcyon days, the fights, the dull moments that marked too much of the precious past.
Was it weak to not be able to decide if she wanted to journey there again or not? She collapsed into the gelid pavement and let the temperature of the ground seep into her legs, making her even more immobile to make the decision. Her legs hurt in their current position, sprawled on the floor but she did not adjust.
The only mark of time was the spread of the lack of feeling. If she was waiting for a sign, it took a while to come because soon her head buzzed as she became completely numb. Thoughts of movement urged her to action that she did not follow as her eyes drooped and she fainted, hitting her head on the unfeeling ground.
