What's true?

Confusion's just an excuse for being weak.

I felt a lightness in my walk just now, as if something great was propelling me off the ground with each step I took. I could almost fly. But it's different now; I feel so heavy I could sink into the ground. It's all these feelings of missing and hoping and knowing nothing will ever be the same. It hits you and suddenly everything around just bursts.

Did you say I think too much? Still waters run deep? I'd wish.