Everything In My Life Evaporates Without Constant Attention

[spangletigress]

I need a better way than the previous post's issue to deal with the sense that everything in my life evaporates after a few hours without constant attention.

And I'm not coming up with any feasible or effective ideas.

But until I can treat the problem, I must be satisfied treating the symptoms, so:

In it goes.

From thought I refrain.

Life continues.

This would all be so much easier if I were not alone...

Or maybe it would be easier if I were alone...

Or if I were there...

A song, "Touched" by Vast:

Touched, you say that I am, too.
So much of what you say is true.
I'll never find someone quite like you again.
I'll never find someone quite like you, like you.

The razors and the dying roses
Plead I don't leave you alone.
The demigods and hungry ghosts,
Oh, God, God knows I'm not alone.

I'll never find someone quite like you again!
I'll never find someone quite like you again.

I, I looked into your eyes and saw
A world that does not exist.
I, I looked into your eyes and saw
A world I wish I was in!

I'll never find someone quite as touched as you!
I'll never love someone quite the way that I loved you.

There is just so much that I don't understand.