Jan.5.2008 Father.Jan.5.2008The days have gone by in a blur. And now, all that stood out is blended together with the dark pastels of my mind, heart, and soul. Its like being inside a box, and looking out only to have your eyes be assulted with impenertrable fog. Im thinking clear but my movements are slow, and my speech is slurred. and I dont know what to make of any of this. I heard the words, but it took awhile to sink in...and as i felt the meaning of those words sinkinging in....my whole world began to fall to peices .Bit by bit the realization grips my mind tighter. And the tears rise like the sun and desend like a waterfall. But the only difference is