That damn piece. God knows the progress that i've been making.
Shit!and the jigsaw isn't done yet,
but i was and am definitely in the midst of it all now.
"It can be done!", i tell myself.
Not now,really i don't need it know.
After all the small pieces seem to find its rightful place,
its really assuring how these pieces comes together you know.
But this had to come didn't it.
To ruin everything.
What great timing!
What is it that's bugging me you're asking?
Oh,what else?
Look!it's the missing piece.
Great!now we have to start all over.
So what now genius?
Plan B?
No,there wasn't a plan A at all in the first place...
The truth hurts,not only this time,but everytime.
