There is something just under the surface like a dream or memory. Something you knew at one time but have lost. Its trapped and the body reacts with anxiety and headaches but you can’t hear the message. Its just out of sight just out of hearing distance. There are two forces. Dark and light good and evil God and Satan. You feel the tug but are not sure which is which. What is the mind working itself out what is God speaking and what is evil distorting. That is a day in my mind. My daughter might think I’m so different from her but the truth is I’m there with her. I’m in it with her lost in the confusion. Trying to find the light the end of the tunnel. I lose hope I regain strength I feel misunderstood. I’m a misfit too in this world just on my own unique way.