243 Days

It has been 243 days since I became unemployed. A loser...

I miss:

• Working.
• Writing. 
• Basking in the sunlight.
• Smiling. 
• Laughing. 
• Singing. 
• Dating 
• Dancing. 
• Jen. 

Everyone leaves. Everything ends. And yet, I'm still here. Why? 

I know the words. But nothing comes out.

I can't find my own strength. Do I have any?

I need you now. Before it's too late. Where are you?

You can say it out loud.

I'm crazy.

Jen