Lentils soup

I ought to have lost my mind, but I keep holding unto something. Something is keeping me going, I'm not sure what it is. I keep losing hope, faith keeps bringing it back. It's just too much to be here, witnessing all there is to see. Yes, I was prepared, but I am so very tired. I keep ascending, I'm both here and gone...

The beginning has long happened, we're not in the start of the ending, we're in the middle of it, I just didn't notice. Things are escalating fast. 

There's no room for wallowing and self pity, but the avatar keeps pushing me down. 

Apathy is king, nothing to be taken personal, it is what it is... 

There wasn't much for the day but processing the news and the new faces, bodies, and revelations. 

But then I had to cook my meal of the day. It's OK if it's late, it's OK if lentils is all there was, it's OK if I needed to feed a whole lot of people for my own nurturing, it's OK to think of all those whom I gave my special lentils soup treatment, it's OK to miss her, it's OK to eat alone after midnight. 

We got to keep going, 

Level up now. 

Also, please, please, send help!