A murder in a walnut tree

In the meantime I had to battle the flu, couldn't work out in five days but now I'm back, back at the gym since last Thursday, and today I went running once more although still feeling a bit funny in my head.

Nightfall.

Finally spring is coming... and then going. Next weekend it will be murderous winter once more.

And I'm still living the nightmare here at my lonely, forgotten outpost, the dark night of the soul. 

It's been five months now since everything went terribly wrong and I'm wondering if I'll ever be alright again. But somehow the pieces just won't stick together again.

Next week, the Equinox. Will it bring change? Is there any hope, in anything?

A murder in a walnut tree.