too long have i held onto things tightly (object or person, it's all the same) that when it is time to let go (mature and move on or let said person have space) i do not know how to handle it. is my grip/attachment on ____ simply loosening or am i discarding/losing ____ completely? but some days it's more like, is my grip on reality loosening or am i losing it completely? no, it's more like my window to the world is a prism and i can only see a few dispersed colors at a time, very dark colors at that. (you see what becomes of a child that plays with prisms and is babysat by television? horrid analogies and pop culture references that only make sense to the author!)