Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Back Home

Everything is passing, hard to remember just how we got here. Is it or isn't it. Nothing will be known, nothing wants to be known, and if it is there is nowhere to look for the proper answers. Horrible. Stuck and annoyed, it comes it goes. Better days and worse days. This is just the in between and the all known nothingness where the constants remain.

Birds don't sing because they want to please you or me. Walks with a slightly different path and a new face for the few days. This fun is no fun at all. New book with the new week and another persons name to remember to thank. Money owed, greatful, thankful yet not in the mood for praise. Crank the engine and start the fans. Until then, a wonderful day.

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