Breathe in breathe out That's all I have to give right now. Reaching, grasping at straws for some kind of inspiration, for some sign that there's a reason for it all, for a glimmer of hope that there's a point to this. Forgive the melodrama, but things really seem this hopeless right now.... So tired, so old, so lost, so cold. Wobbling, teetering between trial and tragedy.

My head hurts.