Are my dreams just a reflection of reality? Do I come up with them myself? Or are they signs of guidance? Closed another chapter, still not certain why I do this to myself. The longest day will be today. As I look and wait and the one person who will give these moments significance never shows up I will continue to do all I can which is breathe. It’s raining today. And I’m tired beyond repair yet I’m here in the middle of no where putting forth a half assed effort wanting time to pass waiting for the good days to return for its only in time that you won’t occupy my mind Watson. And I suspect that in time like everyone else u too will know when you missed this ship. Never regret anything that once made you smile.