Rising Sun's Haste

Consider this an addendum to subtlety.

Having more and more trouble lately. Looking in the mirror I don't recognize myself. Not sure if this is normal or not. On good days I have trouble recognizing my own voice and the bad days...well.... If this were some terribly dream, some sick joke even, maybe, please?

I will soon cease to exist. I just hope there'll be a little of me left after it all comes to pass. If only a small fragment of this consciousness left afloat in the ether.

Why can't I see it...