Time is going so fast these days. It is already half way through the halfway point of the week. The weather is still fair for a November though. Five days in and we seem a bit unseasonable. There is something about the past few days that make me want to leave as quickly as I can. To get out of the town, get out of the state, get out of this life, before it swallows the rest of me. The feeling of spiraling downward rapidly towards the ground. You do not fear the landing. You do not fear the fall. You just want to get it over with as fast as you can. And somewhere in the middle of all this is her, and all which she has to give. Everything which is enough to stop this twisting daydream and snap me back to reality.