Just a Number

Yesterday I found myself lost for words. I had nothing to say for once, no humble musings or wandering thoughts. I was distracted all day by that thing called life and while it made yesterday easy to deal with there are no distractions today and I once again find myself thinking too much.

In my search for answers I’ve found some interesting facts but nothing concrete, which unfortunately was expected given the situation.

As the days pass my by nothing is getting any better. Even though my mood have been calmer it hasn’t picked up to any worthy while degree, but from what I can tell that will take months and months and months…

The waiting game is a horrible one, especially when there are options available to me but because the answers I seek can’t be answered I have no way of knowing what options are actually worthy to take.

I hate waiting and being at the mercy of others.

I hate being just a number.