Hiatus

I swear, that has to be my most used Post Title. Overrated. I am lame.

But since we've decided to not talk about it, pretend the problem isn't there and that I needed time to digest everything before my hands went out to my head and started sinking deep within myself again, as my heart grew an inch more, life is on hiatus. Everything is in hiatus.

Everything but sleeping, eating and going on about our days as we normally would.

But how adjusted, normal, responsible and healthy is that?

My head is spinning with all of this. The music is too loud, I've been on my feet for too long. Let me just grab a seat.