September 13, 2011

Days are ticking by, sometimes slowly sometimes so fast my head seems to spin.  I'm not sure what to make of it most days and then there are those few moments of clarity. Not always crystal clear, but seemingly clear enough for me to catch a glimpse. In that one instant I see clearly then the fog rolls in and I'm just as confused as I was hours before.  Sometimes I confuse the hell out of myself.  I feel as though I can't make sense of the simplest of things.  I take things out of proportion and run like the wind with them.  Then it strikes again, it's clear, clear as the nose on my face clear.I haven't a clue what point I'm trying to make other than just expression through confusion.  I am confused, daily.