"I stopped for death because death could not stop for me..." Today. Another day. Another 24 hours. Another 1440 minutes. Another 86,400 seconds. I miss so many things. Real and fantasy. I cannot seem to fight these feelings of sadness as well as I could in the past. Sadness was here and than it was gone. These days it remains. Festering. Rotting. Taunting. I feel like crying at the oddest moments. An M&M commercial comes on the television. An old Sachmo song on the radio. Watching the news. Watching an infommercial for the Ron Popeil Spaghetti machine. Sitting in the dark. Sitting in the light. Sitting here now. How the tears want to come. How the tears struggle. I am sad.