Nobody cares that my PDA pen is lost.
Nobody cares that I can't find hat & gloves when I need to go out in the cold.
Nobody cares that crap just lays wherever it's been dropped, for days & weeks.
Nobody cares if I can't breathe, if I have a migraine, or if I am just plain sad.
I suppose I should just decide that nothing matters & then everything is ok.
Seems like maybe I already have.
mopey mopey poo poo.