View from my balcony

It's been a strange weekend. My energy seemed kinda displaced. I didn't want to be around anyone. I felt rather low. Sitting at my balcony lots of thoughts run through my mind. Ghosts from the past came out to haunt me. Being by myself seemed an option that I could hardly avoid...the walls seemed to be steadily closing in...Demanding change from one's self is a challenging task...But I know somehow I've got to figure out away out of this trap. This weekend must have been the way a junkie feels when he is off crack. I know I can change, it just means lots more time spent sitting on my balcony.