  Here I sit, ever thinking, never blinking, never twitching, always listening, forever sighing, not quite dieing, but far from living, and where has my mind gotten too? Oh my heart is grey but lightend up. Like some ancient black and white movie where the contrast has been turned up to much. I want to make a heart I can wear on my sleeve, a nice grey heart with a dark black background and a little pin so I can wear my heart wherever I please or leave it at home alone so no one can hurt it.
Oh wouldn't it be a delight to have your heart in your hands and do with it as you please rather then it guide your life? The glory of it all, I feel like dancing and singing and crying as I jump and spin around a lamp post on a rainy fall afternoon while everyone hides inside, wondering at the insane man who revels in the rain and crys for all to see. But no, I think I'll stay inside myself for now, but who knows? Maybe one day I'll break the seal and cry carelessly as I wear that heart upon my sleave. Goodnight to you all, enjoy this oddity, for its a rare occurence indeed indeed. 
