Can You See The Beauty Of Your Chaos?

Drama. Major Drama. I've been absent and was stripped of all my wordily goods, all gadgets and communication vessels included. Honey came home last Monday morning to find me collapsed on the bathroom floor. Nobody really knows the why and the how, though theories abound. I sniffled and bawled at the ones that were the furthest from the truth. I couldn't speak, my tongue had swollen up making me incoherent, not that my brain had any other control. I was complete and utter mess. I was confused, scared, weak, and afraid that my whole life made out of a deck cards with 51 cards was crumbling. The life I've had to make from scratch. Gone. And I couldn't even yell...