Hanging on to what little hope there is..

What day is it today again? Oh yes, it's Monday. The first day of the last week of attachment! Horray! I was so looking forward to it.

But why do I still feel a little hesitant on leaving?..

*Sigh* I feel empty somehow, like a part of me is missing and I can't call it back, not until it finds what it wants. It's searching for something, I know it is, but it doesn't seem to know where it's heading or what it's searching for. *Confused*

I don't want to think anymore for today. It's taking a toll on me. Mentally and physically.. I'm tired and I wish there was....