I want to amend this...we live in a daze. We have a switch every 2-3 steps, everytime we walk into another room, we open the fridge, we look at clothes, we go online, we sit, change the channel, cross our legs, pick up the dog....everything is a trigger to us.

It’s so crazy...

Objects, pictures, places and things effect a change of parts....and we can’t stop for a second.

A continual nonstop of revolving doors...

So tiresome so unending.

People encounters, any and everything evokes a switch...

My mind is an unending merry go around. I step into the shower and another steps out even though we had a merry go around and group discussion in between.

Even in our dreams we are in and out.

I live in confusion patch quilting the present trying to appear sane...we all do.

We need a vacation...but with time off, no telling what happens.

Therapy? Anything that happened a few hours ago doesn’t exist no longer.

But, we still manage to hang on. What makes us so special? Why do we keep ticking? Why?

Oh yeah...we forget to kill ourself. The life ending parts get buried and forgotten to the next time.

Soon this will fade away fearing clicking it tomorrow a scared of what was posted, like always.

This body is on destiny of dying from a heart attack for sure....come close a few times....but real soon. It’s inevitable.