Don't know what to write. Feeling kinda dumb, but who cares? Yesterday drew myself out from one of those drawn - out, messy, and bloody emotional entanglements we call relationships. After emerging bloody from that turmoil, I questioned - 'how the fuck this had happened to me -

I will survive. I will survive.

Creation, in its essence, is a lonely process. And a mad one too, but that shouldn't come as a surprise 'cause all loonies are loners, and all loners, by definition, are loonies.

And Something's odd - within -

That person that I was -

And this one - do not feel the same -

Could this be Madness - this?

(Emily Dickinson)