Today...

The wind whispered something suspicious
And the sun smiled with knowledge of some inside joke
I sat inside waiting for it to rain convinced that the world is against me
I watched a flock of birds bath in a pool of mud
The world is against them too

Mystery Man is gone...Guy A,B,D, and whoever else is gone...The new season is here, and I'm left to start a new. Not completely, I've concentrated all efforts on one man, without meaning to. Life takes random turns like a bitch lacking driving skills who decides she needs to turn left from the right lane. I wake up to the cold weather now with a sort of emptiness that makes me feel wise. The Jason Mraz fascination has somewhat faded though I am still and I believe forever will be enamored with his voice and his message. Everything is different, but I think I've been here before.

This site is going for days without updates, along with several other sites I've created. Out of laziness and a blase feeling.

Some four months back, I remember, I sat with someone I wanted to comfort and befriend. He complained of being jaded. I didn't understand, but I think I do now. I wish I could tell him, but then again, he's probably moved on from that feeling by now, and soon I will too. I miss him.