I've began to feel the wearisome depths of my mind. It has been neglecting me. I have started to feel normal. I don't see that ever inspirational darkness I once had constantly. Ha. I guess, I didn't need to pay a shrink. It was all due time. All due fucking time. I assume it was all because of my present solitude I'm contemplating on what I've lost and gained. I watched as the pieces of my personality undulate.