i have not learned to live with the other side of my brain,
the one that became active after the surgery,
the one that sees with out seeing,
knows with out knowing.
I am uncomfortable,
something is not right.
There are pieces that are there,
gnawing at my heart.
You say this does not exist?
I can give physical proof
because now i am ambidextrous
and i was only right handed before.
But that feeling that something is not quite right,that i am some how being played,
I think i shall with draw until it becomes clear,
but not totally as the last time,
this time i must see things to understand them.