The endless end

Rain and cloud cover me and it feels nice. Let it pour and drowned, my eyes and feelings. I wondered what stories they all had to tell. What did they all want to say. One nice comment and smile - that's what I recall. Nothing else really. Funny how relationships change, move, grow, end. Looking out and in it all seems the same. Happiness. Finally I'm a new. Not sure what's what - Alice is here, she comes with change. Out with spots, out.

Points to remember from an uneventful day.

- stop when you think you should stop
- what defines a risk
- good conversation makes me feel good
- routine is nice, routines that suck aren't

just more useless stuff that makes no sense.