Not A Priority.

Right now, all I need is an angelic voice that sings to the high heavens to put me to sleep. Like for the longest time, I wanted to hear a rendition of Jill Scott's "The Way" just sung in my ear. That's all. But it hasn't been fulfilled yet.

Well on to the post at hand, I feel as though I'm not a priority with certain things. Like I don't like to be a bother so I just stay to myself. So when I walk away, things feel a whole lot better than before. They are living their life and I'm doing just fine in mine.

P.S. - This Maxwell sounds like he never left the game.