The Family's Guard Dog

Today my over-protective side came over me when one of my sisters failed to report of their whereabouts, nearing the wee hours.

My casual, irresponsible and freewheeling self was suddenly engulfed by the fires of conviction, duty and extreme xenophobia.
A feeling that was quite rare for me these days.

The whole issue was resolved quickly, surprisingly. And thankfully.
Thought that I may even have overreacted.
Which is again, something that I very rarely go through.

Despite my ever deadening self, it is reassuring to know there is still life within me.
That I still care.