Getting it together

I feel my world crumbling slowly and I am helpless to struggle up to the surface of this... muck, this thick vicous crap... I can't think straight, can't focus, then again.. focus had aways been a uphill climb to me. The things I can focus of are close to unattainable. Don't we all love a challenge eh .. heh...

Its been a week since I got back. Her image still stuck in my my mine. Aren't I a robot, a machine, without feelings or emotion, my sole purpose is to exist and not think of things that may interfere with the overall process? Have I learn the ability to feel, must the be sand in my head, or the anchor in my heart that is weighing me down. I've got a week to snap back to shape. Life still goes on. One way or another as I am no longer getting younger. There are things that need to be accomplish and I need to wake up as much as I would like to stay in my slumber dreaming about her, I need to wake up....

But I miss her..




I think... I am still human after all ....