Here it is, 2am. My mind spins out of control. It ponders love and bravery. Searching for signs and meanings in it all. She is an enigma. Just when I think I have it all captured, and figured out, It evades me, and I must start all over again. I don’t believe this puzzle can be solved tonight. I’ll sleep on it, and figure it out another day. This is what it means to be 28 and under the influence.