OK, GO.

i'm not missing anything, yet. other than my normal sleeping pattern or my less-than normal craving for movies -- i've been okay.

as a matter of fact, i haven't had the feeling of 'missing' anything or anybody in so long. what does that mean? have i simply lost interest? or has time just taken a toll on me as it has on everyone else? nevertheless -- i've been okay.

this just might be the thing that might trigger me to care once more. i've been okay with being okay and that is not okay. complacency is possibly worse than death. it's choosing to not do anything about ... anything! please, God, breathe life into my spirit and let me live again till then i will always just be okay.