Just a ripple thru time, watching the years float by it’s how human design is built Some believe it’s part of something Devine lost souls lost control its getting harder to find Themselves. Life is sublime but choices are getting harder, id like to hold my head under water. I hope it’s the best movement for both of us walking thru life feeling dead emotionless but Im still feel my mom’s essence even with out her presence work till I sleep just to fight depression and when people mention a therapist Change the subject use jokes to cut the tension up (best of luck) back to alone master my own in the cold nights. Family and close friends hold me down like it’s fortnight hopefully find a good wife cut the old life the souls too expensive and sold at no price