Signs of life

well after a tortures month we start to move forward. Much like an earthquake my life began to crumble before my very eyes. Did I come out unscathed? Not really. Now we search through the rubble of lies and pain for any sign of life. We have found a pulse! It is weak and will need extra attention. The foundation has cracks the walls are shaky but it is still a home. I wish life was a bit more like a board game where you get free passes and where cheating usually results in winning not losing. But I know it is not and will work at it as it is a math problem that must be solved not won. HEY ARE THOSE MY CAR KEYS?