The time that has passed

Time has passed. A lot of it.

One dog left us last year. Another, this year.
He went out and never came. Almost like soldiers who go to war, leaving you neither here nor there.

A hero passed away. A hero in a way I am unable to explain or understand. Turns out he was a hero to more people than I would have ever imagined.
It makes me very sad. I feel small and insignificant to say anything more.

My stomach has given up on me. It burns and gives me false alarm of throwing up. Its most idiotic.

I feel most unsure on what I want and how I want it. But, I seem to have no time to think about it, and that does save me a lot of sanity.

I've grown addicted to chocolate. Its delicious, and hasn't attempted revenge in a while.

Time will pass. A lot more.