04-14-09: I Sprung A Leak

Call it vain, but yes I have a picture with me in the middle of a
breakdown. Thanks for the last half of Forrest Gump to be the enabler
of my uncontrollable and uncomfortable contortions of my face as my
eyes swell up and tears typhoon out my eyes while mucus mudslides out
of my nasal passages. Poor Forrest lost his Jenny. I've realized how
alone I really get sometimes. I'm a bi-product of my own self-
inflicted misfortunes by way of lack of committment in my life. It is
part of all aspects and it hurts more and more each day I let slide by
with wasted heart beats and breath. Lord let me hit the happiness
lottery that all the path is laid out plain as day for me. Life really
is like a box of chocolates...