Going loco.

She sings I'm helpless, I'm yearning. Like putty in your hands.

I'm floating aimlessly, or at least it feels that way. My visions unable to focus and my mind's drifting. I try to concentrate on the words - plate tectonics and something. I can't really make sense of it. I feel like I'm in a daze, a permanent surreal daze. Maybe I haven't gotten enough rest the past few days.

Or maybe I'm just going loco missing you.