Monday, September 28, 2015

Diffficult? You have no idea...

Prostrated. Don't think I can get up off the floor yet. Not for a long time. Maybe never.There is something that keeps me going-why-I don't know. I feel defeated. I am in a strange place, not home, never home. I feeel like howling to the moon, and I do realise how mad that sounds. But that's what I feel like doing. Howling. For what is lost and can never be found again. Maybe I am turning into a lone wolf because that's what I am or have become - a lone person. Something I never wanted or anticipated. If you have any advice, I'd be glad to receive it.