Put on the paddles...

I was thinking. Maybe it's time to just grab the paddles, make eveyone and everything stay clear, and just jump start my life again. Then again, maybe it's not that I've gone flat-line. Perhaps it's more like I'm stuck on a respirator, breathing in and out, but not really "living". Occasional blips on the monitor, but generally, a slow steady beat. Predictable. Undeniably predictable.

There's only one problem. I can't do it alone.