Im still not entirely intact.
Some days are better than others.
Some days I see light at the end of the tunnel.
Most I grieve as though a loved one died.
They keep me occupied and unaware.
Sometimes though, it gets to me and I struggle.
Manchester Orchastrea has fucked with my head.
Their music has incompased my life.
And then there is one other song.
Its even a little hard to listen to.
This song repeated my entire trip back from Johnson City the other night.
I listened to no other song.
It eats at me in a crazy way.
It even followed all the way to Denver and back.