Day Two...or is it Three?

I'm starting to lose track of days..what day it is...always seems to me to be one or two days ahead. The surface structure of my life has been shedding off me over the past week. Trying to re-invent myself, but fragments of the old me want to live out/burn out like embers shooting off a fire.

There are things I need to do that are dragging me down. Life maintenance tasks, those are not difficult, except in my mind...then there is the want. I can see it...fuzzy..frosted glass..some things hold me from knowing.