From "Euphoric Glee" to "Animated Despair". That is the way I would describe my life now after what has transpired over recent times. We were supposed to give "Thanks" for what we have, yet it felt like I had nothing. My inner soul feels completely destroyed as I attempt to pick up the pieces of a life I once knew and loved. As I write this, I am constantly haunted by an image, a spector of sorts. It's more than a person, it's more than just a picture, it's a memory that exists in my mind and my mind only. There are times when I feel as if I'm in a nightmare, that I'm in a deep slumber fighting my demons longing to be waken, but alas, that's NOT where I am. I am living my life as it is, day by day, hour by hour alone, in the deep darkness and recesses of a heart and mind that once stood proud. I know NOT where my current path will take me. The life, the image that was once so clear to me is now but a false memory in an archaic mind that still wants what it can't have. I can ask myself WHY? I can ask myself HOW? I can question myself, second guess myself until the end of my days, yet the answers will never come. At the end of the day, I have been wounded. How long it'll take to recover, I know not. But even with the support of those around me, I cannot shake the memory, the image, the future I once held so dear...