Sometimes I miss someone I like to call k.t. It even brings me pain sometimes, but in all honesty I live for the pain.
My situation at the moment can best be summed up by a Patty Smyth song entitled "The Warrior":

Shootin' at the walls of heartache
Bang, bang, I am the warrior
Yes I am the warrior
And heart to heart you win
If you survive the warrior, the warrior

I think I want to change my name to Nyomee, and then life will be good.