I am on the very edge of functioning. All of the pieces for happiness are here all around me but it is as if I lost the picture of how this puzzle called life is supposed to fit. So now all I am left with are a hand full of people who I love and trust with my entire soul. A couple of people with whom I feel entirely safe. And one person who I never wish to lose. I am stuck in the limbo of the feeling that something incredible is about to occour. The edge of a cliff when you still can choose not to jump. I fear I may always be deciding wither or not to jump. I am afraid of change, not in the usual sense though. Change once chosen can never be undone which I have come to understand too much. I hope that jumping is the correct choice because I am going in head first no matter what. I hope the exilarating feeling of letting everything go is worth the guilt that will follow soon after.
So this is it, now I will take the fall.
so now here is a picture of the sky.