Time

There's nothing to do but give it time; I want to be numb. It killed me last night. I felt so helpless...helpless to the situation. I now feel better although I have no idea what to do or how to let go. I guess, I'll just give it time to see if it dissolves by itself without much effort. It's a long shot though, it hasn't dissolved in two years, doubt it will soon. I am so retarted, I don't know what I'm doing really, I'm just feeling. You'd think that at this age, I will have some sorta direction but I don't at all. I mean, you never really know where life will take you, look at Peanuts...she's 51 and she's still on the road, wondering what to do next. Day by day man, that's all you can do. My dad is leaving tomorrow, there goes the last of my blood relatives here...aside from Abbey, it's kinda lonely but something tells me that it's exactly how it's supposed to be, just her and I, that's all I truly need.