Days Like This

Some days are just like this I suppose. The mind can't stop thinking about the people I have lost. Maybe my problem is that since I have been in this wheelchair I just have too much time to sit around and think. I miss going places and doing things. I would love to interact with people other than the people that actually TALK to me in Walmart. I would like somebody to hold me...It has been so long. Why do people think that just because I am sitting in this contraption that I don't have a brain and feelings and wants? I hate days like this.