Today is..

Tired.
Sad for the first time in a few months.
Confused again. Where did I put my goals and dreams?
A thinner day. That is good.
A visionary's day. I have the visions I just can't express them.
A day where your throat hurts because of the lump you are trying to swallow. I envision cutting it out. I want to make a blue painting. Picasso are you listening?

Today was a beautiful day. Sunny and mild, no need for a jacket. Still, I am cold. I haven't cried in months and even then I could't bring myself to cry all that much. My eyes don't work anymore. It just gets stuck in the throat.