I wonder in these times of my life whether i could cope or nothing it literary lands on my shoulders. Times when broken heart-ed you feel like crying over something that happened really doesn't help, either in times of gladness doesn't give the justification to boast. Life can be tough that's for certain. Change or not this change may be for your own survival from shell shot or just to retain your sanity.... Life isn't whats it's cracked up to be, sometimes it's just a hole dragging in.

Life is just too precious to leave even just for a moment. Different people at Different times. A shock that is needed. A jolt that makes you see. No matter how you put it, it remains there imperfect.