I am taking a break from life. A fierce battle enraged inside me lately, and I found all my faith almost shattered. It left me to question the days ahead. I’ve decided to take a break. Reconsider things. Find answers. To what, I don’t know. Find a part of me which is lost. Which part, I don’t know. I’m struggling to find some sense. Hold on to what’s left of the sanity in me. To heal, maybe. You know, just like back then. Cut off all my ties with the world. I may or may not be able to fix the strings afterwards. I need time to… recollect my pieces. How long, I don’t know. I may or may not return. I may lose my mind and end up dead somewhere in a deliberate car crash. Or found in a pool of blood with slit wrists. I don’t know. It might be a month or a year. Let me… work out what’s here, in this head. Life is a game and I’ve lost… I’m taking a break. I may or may not be fit again to face you.