i could whisper are talk quietly and scared the life out of my self not sure what put me on edge to day and made be so awear of my surroundings the light hurts my eyes today my eye water and I look tired. nothing a new day wouldn't solve refreshed

it go on forever the thinking that find could change forever and I would never look back think we are told how grateful we should because how other react to my situations. revising or revisiting as start point could be inevitable because the hopelessness find me back sometime where I started.

note to myself going except what I know will happen in due course and...