Am I really enjoying the company, or am I faking it to feel something. A grasp on what is real and not. Where do I go. Lately there has been a fluctuation in the temperature that has immense effect on my mood. The outbreak of confusion comes from the wall of tears and fog that hazes the sky. The trees and greenery fuel the life in the lonely person waiting to be fulfilled by the rain. Yet it makes me anxious, confused, bewildered at where my future goes. Once stuck but now overwhelmed by appreciation of a new start.