I feel empty as I sit here, ironically this emptiness makes my heart heavy. I swivel in my chair and ponder on a thought I can't think of. Its a beautiful evening outside and the child in me wants to go out and play.

I want to laugh at myself and at the same time I feel like crying. I feel angry and I feel sorry at the same time. In short I am lost and frustrated!

I don't know what to write and at the same time I have to write!