The day began as always, with the abrupt interruption of the light that enclosed the room to force the night into another day. The only completely belligerent ray of sunlight, escaping the shutters I had raised to block the light, flooded my face. This constantly reminded me every morning that I hadn't replaced it yet. Simple tasks to make my life easier seemed to have no priority in my subconscious. Once again I was interrupted from my comatose state. Baffled by what I was told several times that I slept like a log, it simply left me perplexed that a bright ray of light could interrupt the concentration one maintains when dreaming. I wouldn't exactly consider it a disconnection from the world. People didn't know that I think too much and appreciate the time when I can turn my mind off. The conjugated worlds in which I live coincide with the one in which everyone else lives. I have the world in my mind, the world that my mind creates, and the world in which everyone resides. and a day out. But no one should know my difficulties. I get out of bed and head to the bathroom as the silenced thoughts of yesterday and the infinite possibilities of today flood my mind as if they had never been silenced. I have to remind myself to make my studio a little more inviting. Standing in the center of the room I looked at my study which consisted of my full size mattress with messy bedding. The headboard and footboard leaning against the wall that I knew I wouldn't end up using but the seller just wouldn't give up. You had to admire those people with so much ambition. That kind of people I could only tolerate gradually, so I bought it to keep her quiet. I admit she got down on one knee... middle of paper... being in love doesn't overcome the pain it causes when it all ends. When you are madly in love you will never regret all the time and effort, albeit sometimes effortless, you have put into making a love story, your own personal love story, played out before your eyes. Never take a moment for granted, appreciate the scent of your loved one and look into their eyes when they look at you with the most passionate eyes you have ever known. The feeling of being, the feeling of lightness and that amount of support that you could ever imagine a person could give… this person, your person, is giving it willingly. Being in love is so beautiful and when it finally touches you, you could never understand how you could have lived before without this love. The feeling of being so whole could never equate to all the riches in the world. Because when you're in love no one is richer!