Brains!

So this summer i had thought i had taken a break from snapping. This i have come to realize was not true. It turns out i was snapping in long periods. For the first part of the summer i was cut off from everyone, the world passed me by, things happend and people advanced with thier lives but i stayed in the same place, perhaps even stepped back down my trodden path. Then writing came, and although my writing was better then the summer previous i didnt write as much. Things just seem so far away from me now, like i was dropped off a boat and i cant reach the life saver as the boat and i drift apart. I am like a lone cactus....for miles and miles around there is nothing but bleak white expanse, and then on the horizon i see a mountain range where i used to live on the other side by the ocean. I cant move though, freaking owls are living in my walls becuase i have been in the same place for so many ages. I just dont know what to do or where to begin to pull myself out again...i keep stepping up but not as fast and then stepping down quickly.