Life in Between

It is the constant preoccupation with that which will distract sufficiently, for there is little that truly satisfies. It's a steadfast struggle to stay content. It is in spite of and against odds. Along with the finding what it is that makes you feel most complete, there comes a realization that nothing else can take it's place. So when forced to exist without it, I must distract myself from examining the hole left by it's absence. This endeavor only further enlightens me to the fact that only one form fills the empty space...