The day is done.
The words don't come.
Lost in the masses of confusion...
I try to find what I need.
Looking for ideas and finding none.
Magor lose, no where to go.
Walking in circles, trying to find a straight line.
My head it aches, pounding and pounding.
Trading one sorted sanity for another.
Hateing the reality of it all.
Going to bed, sleep on it today.
It will come together later.
When I am rested and calm.
I hope....
AC/02/26/10