The sun is out spring is definately in the air. It feels weird how the world still turns and life just bumbles on. My life yes is bumbling on I’m trying to live each day but my hearts not in it anymore. I know I have no choice but to middle through each day. I don’t like it. Trying to see each day as a new day when my life is stuck fast in that day.... that day you left me. STUCK FAST.