So.. I sit here with Bacardi in hand, and wonder how I have finally reached this place in my mind.

Everything feels as if it's been a dream which is now finally fading upon this awakening to reality. I want to find that place that was only a few months past.. I don't know how to go back.. it seems so long ago. Now.. I sit and wonder where another someone is. I don't know how to feel. I don't know how to place myself somewhere that I want to be. All I can do is sit here and wait.. hoping that they will return safe and sound. Could fate have taken another toll on my life? Surprises come daily to me, but this would not be one of them. It is only expected that one as dead as an ashen tomorrow would receive such a hit as this. Nothing seems to change much from month to month.. maybe a little bit of a difference in circumstance, but that's all. The outcome is always the same. Alone is where ashes always seem to end up... scattered across a rising tomorrow.