We're all sharing struggles, scraping cheeto's, buggles, lay's in ways we hadn't, could not have foreseen.
It trickles, slowly, on my self-esteem, down, tricking me, and what I seem, a clown and diminishes the part where it all finishes to nothing but the start of yet another change of heart that no one ordered and disordered the comfortable state we hate but love and cannot stop dreaming of when it is gone.
So we can share our positive times with less positive time for others hoping they'll return the favor until the end of time.