He is shrink the same height, whenever he feels like lean on the top of my back. So heavy...one of those dragging person

He goes to the bathroom easy. That kinds of the separation if not there....I am so busy busy busy every other things in life, with him around inside my house? 

Or outside these birds? 

You mean I cry or I sad, or I missing whom so much? They are all inside my room, on my rope string are those birds? You want to tell me what is your life inside your own perfect room? This sky outside with the clouds, or the birds NEVER stop.