As I wake up today with weary eyes and no fervor to face another day, I try to balance the scales, and measure in time, what have I lost? The feeling of home. The presence of a soul mate. The warmth of a known hand. The words of an understanding soul. The selfless love of an unrelated being. The dynamics of a city. The stealth of the foot. The sharpness of the brain. The unfinished desires. The steadfastness. A peaceful soul. Myself. The scales seem to be broken. How does one repair? -Merci.