I feel like someone turned my binoculars backwards and I am looking at a little bitty world but I know it's a really big world, and it is not the same. I feel kind of disjointed, sad, mad, out of sorts, and impatient all at once. I miss Michael! Often I have not so nice names for him because I think he was a jerk for leaving me like he did... then I feel guilty... and all of this grief comes over me and I just manage to say bad day to everyone who asks.