thoughts...of february.

It would be nice, to start over again.

But then, I wouldn't have the mistakes I made up until now to learn from.

You lose,

You love.

You Gain,

You trust.

It's on spin cycle as the ideas in my head rotate back and forth as if they are being washed of the dirty thoughts from the days before me.

I guess it's okay to be this imperfect because to someone, i'm worth it.

I'll find him one day.

I wish life could save drafts, like you do a text message. Put something on hold, just real quick, and get back to it... untouched. Wish our lives ran like the auto-save on computer programs.

Should we lose EVERYTHING we have been working so hard on to a silly little mistake..

and you know where this is going..

just thoughts.

Lately i've been sort of everywhere. Emotionally my ideas have drifted into like 5 different catergories, and genres. Maybe that's the only thing keeping me alive everyday. Breathing, if you will. Its just sometimes people metaphorically hold an anchor at the bottom of me. They hold me down, though they don't know. Yet, they might. ..

I guess where I'm going with this sappy shit, is I'm living every day, for the day that it is...

no further, not beyond what I can see..just...

....now.