Time has become so warped now, I've lost track and now a year's about to pass by. My days begin at eleven at night now. I sleep most of my days away and forget to live. I leave my television switched on the whole night just so that when I wake up at around five a.m to go take a piss, I can see what's showing on HBO. I make myself a hot cup of tea at twelve every night just so I can soak oatmeal biscuits in it, while having a cigarette; makes me feel like an intellect. I watch IT Crowd on repeat every three days once at eleven p.m. just so I can laugh at Moss and give the English some credit for their humor. I am lost, I am unstable, I am fragile. Here I am. Naked and unprotected, fearing the worst of winter. Someone clothe me, someone… I don't know where I am, what I'm doing, my mind has developed into that of a senile eighty year old. I have forgotten who I was and I'm forgetting who I'm supposed to become. I have lost sight of my path and I have lost all of my possessions. Carry me into the light and toss me into the sun. You can't understand this pain, this dream, this forgotten memory. I've lost-
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