I am slowly going crazy…

.adam. says:
hey jessie
.adam. says:
hmmm, you are not there. maybe you are on your roof, playing music to noone in particular.
.adam. says:
or maybe you are playing music to Jesus
.adam. says:
or maybe you aren’t playing music at all. maybe you are doing something totally different.
.adam. says:
maybe i am having a conversation with myself, cause i have absolutely lost it. maybe that is what is going on here.
.adam. says:
i think it is. i think i have lost it and will never again be able to regain it. cause i have lost it and it won’t come back.
.adam. says:
“Here mind! Come back my little bit of sanity that I had left!” is what I yell, in hopes that it will return to me.
.adam. says:
But it doesn’t. It hides in some dark corner, wagging it’s little tail, thinking we are playing hide-and-seek or some other trivial game.
.adam. says:
So I sit… and wait… and wait… and hope that it will come back when it gets bored of this game. If it doesn’t come back, I don’t know what will happen……..

And I am awaiting a reply from Ms. Curwin.