I look angry, but I'm really just thinking about what I want to eat. Sometimes I feel that I'm smiling, yet the smile doesn't reach my face. Maybe the wiring to my expressions have been severed or the fuse has been blown. I wake from another bad dream and all through the day I try and solve the mystery. People see me and ask, "what's wrong?" Do they really want to get into all that? We'll be talking for hours. My head is hurting just thinking about where to start. I close my eyes and they feel like embers in a fire. My heart, when I quiet myself to try and feel it inside me, seems empty. I know now it's not my stomach, it is my heart that is hungry.