Who, what, where?

Well, well, well...

He's back...

(I guess the universe agreed that I needed more... )

I couldn't agree more...

Hadn't looked at horoscopes online for quite some time, but went agoogling and clicked a few things. I cracked open a fortune cookie and woke up the Chinese Fortune Dragon, the latter of which revealed "A book tightly shut is but a block of paper."

Mission accomplished...

If anyone was wondering what had happened...

In need of a distraction...

Heard of the game, but this looks good...  and yet another, but questionable ...

Not so sure about another sequel...

Oh... and... this one I can't wait for...
 
I had posted about it before... and now even more.

The epic silence...

I sit quietly in the darkness and I become one with the nothing that surrounds me. I breathe in the silence and become a shadow within the darkness. As I inhale the silence, the well of my soul fills with tears for all that I am not and for all that I will never be. I scream silently as I battle my demons for a future I cannot see.

The Power of Positivity...

... the power of positive thinking...

 

You have a gift... You have a dream...

 

(insert Iceman's response to Maverick here)

 

There is no gift. There is no dream.

 

Little did I know...

... when I wrote the caption underneath the header for the blog six years ago... "Greetings from Spockgirl Musings, where logic rules, but the frailties of human nature, genetic inadequacies and hormonal imbalances wreak havoc.", how much insight I had into myself and how much truth and impact those words would hold in my future. This can be seen throughout what I have written, once again particularly evidenced by my most recent posts. I scared myself last week, and it had been a while since that had happened, more often in the past fueled by self-inflicted fatigue and sleepless nights. This time it was different. I struggled with the very real possibility that my mind may not recover and that there is no foreseeable future... or any future for that matter.

(Note: And yes, I see the humour in it all...)

... with sadness.

I searched the void for any sign of life and have found my emptiness filled...

What do you do...

... when the universe sets in motion an elaborate plan to make you believe something which you always knew to be impossible, then quietly pulls the magic carpet out from beneath your feet, and you plummet back to the cold, dark reality of your non-existent life?
 

The nothings...

The moments of overwhelming sadness are back... I thought they were done. This was the first time that they almost bled through the daylight. I think my soul is being drained.