I walk though the empty streets, my purse weights on my shoulder as it bounces into my hip. I heave a heavy sigh as I brush a strand of hair from my face. Still so short and it still gets in my face. I think as I continue my walk. My mind wanders as I do, thinking what I should do for dinner for my girls, what problems might arise in the office. A whole host of things as I continue my jaunt to the store.