So many lights and they're all going out like candles in high wind. I'll breathe deep and shuffle my way through this long dark.

Wow, I haven't felt this bad in a long time. Wonder what my psychic advisor would say?

I think I've written and said just about all I can for today. So that leaves only the tomorrows to follow.

Taco taco. Burrrrito burrito.

I've fallen into it again as much as I try to fight it. It's become wrapped around my veins and pulls me like a puppet. This is a strange familiarity that I try to fight for once and it's taking everything out of me. But I won't give in. Not this time, not with this one. She deserves something that I could never be and someone I could never give her.

Why do I even put this on here?

I've got miles to go before I get through this killer funk.

I feel a wind blowing. It'll overtake me real soon and I'm not sure what it'll be like after, but I'm curious. I'm always curious.