Screams of an Agitated Girl

As a matter of fact-ly, I am so high right now that I could stand on the edge of my roof with my arms spread wide and embrace the wind that seeps into me. Just to add to the above point, in the past two weeks, I have tried this thrice, just for the heck of killing my "I will fall" scare. I hate to be scared. Undoubtedly you are busy. And I respect that. But respect by no means is an indication that I will sweep myself from the grounds I lay on for the past many years. I am sorry but that is that and it will stay like that. I have come to terms with the fact that your disappearing acts are only because busy is what grasps you and your life. You have work to tend to at work and a work after that to tend to when you are off work. So pretty much you don't have a minute off your couple-i-hood with your work. Does it become any obvious how and what is pretty much there in the conscious and unconscious state of my mind?