This would be one of those times, a couple of glasses in, feeling empty, abandoned and alone. Can the music save this existence? I am learning the hard way, that when you try to fill a void with many different substitutes, it does not solve the problem. No matter how hard I try, I cannot fill it with work, or with the gym or drinks. I have withstood the tornado twice, and will be totally at peace if I had the chance to walk in to the eye of the storm once more. I know it is foolish and extremely damaging, but I cannot pretend or lie to myself, the moments of heaven on earth, make up for the years of emptiness. Only thing that can fix it is more wine and some sleep and to move towards the next day.