Lately I've been feeling like there's a hole of loneliness I never felt before. I feel time slipping through my hands, the world failing to give me a chance to grasp onto reality. So much is changing- people are leaving, family are leaving, and I feel like somehow I am being left behind. I am trying to concentrate on anything, everything, to get it together, and yet, I am the one crying at the end of the day, alone, tired. No matter what I do next, the summer will keep on keeping on, and I will be here, trying to get it together.