There’s a slight shift in the air. One of change. Maybe it’s the full moon passing?

The weather is cold and glum for June. It’s easy to hide under shields to resist change.

Nothing is set in stone. Things are constantly moving.

Under the shields lives a great courage. The courage desperately wants to be set free.

Change is hard without courage. Sometimes we have to stand alone to break through the armor.

The only way out is through.