Nada

Nada, nunca, zero... in so many words the null set. One of these years I'll learn, maybe. Just keep your mouth shut and plug along. It's funny or maybe not that people want to hear the things they want to here. Guilty as spoken but still. How does a person end up where they are? Too many freaks - too few circuses. Not. That whole more punk rock, more sincere, more whatever is for the birds. Why are you trying so hard, go with it. Everyday the universe expands and so hopefully do our minds. Routines and in those routines moments of brilliance, maybe not that great but still good times none the less. Back to where people go. Strange to think years ago you hated this or disliked that now you enjoy those things you couldn't stand. Think of kids and coffee or beer. Better yet remember to when you wanted to shave more than anything in the world and now wouldn't it be nice to not. The world can be so beautiful and yet so tricky. I need to write at a better time. Right now I want to go home, make a Manhattan and watch some cartoons.