Gone Fishin

Been away for a bit.  These perception shifts are hard on me...taking me to the edge screaming and crying.  Fists pounding to a frantic, stop it beat.  My head hurts, don't know where I am, must blame someone, anyone, there must be hell to pay.  It eases up, the picture gets a little clearer...not as bad as I originally thought.  Ready to go round again.