This is quite over due. As I have been travelling about, it has made me even more observant, become a better judge of character and enjoy the company of those that are genuine. The next couple of months are yet to be exciting. Can this year get any better? Yea, I hope so. It’s about to.

I could not have said this any better:

The end of the affair
The weight of the world
The kindness gone to bed
The way of your laughter
Alive in the halls
Did he hear, did he hear
The fumbled words you said

Living without her
Living at all
Seems to slow me down
Living forever
Hell, I don’t know
Do I care, do I care
The thunder’s rumbled sound

Now I watch her
Running ’round in love again
Now I talk about you
When I’m with our mutual friends

The end of the affair
The weight of the world
The kindness gone to bed
It’s free of your laughter
Alive after all
Did he hear, did he hear
The fumbled words he said

Living without her
Living at all
Seems to slow me down
Living forever
Hell, I don’t know
Do I care, do I care
The thunder’s rumbled sound

Now I watch her
Running ’round in love again
Now I talk about you
When I’m with our mutual friends

Now I watch her
Running ’round in love again
Now I talk about you
When I’m with our mutual friends

This is it
This is just it
Go to him
What the hell, love?
What the hell?

This is it
This is just it
Go to him
What the hell, love?
What the hell?

I suppose, summer is all the fun then you deal with the consequences in winter? Have you ever noticed? Strange how it all works out. Hope needed a humble hand, I suppose. Because, I would have never plucked up the courage to do many things that I have done. And, I don’t wanna beg your pardon, I don’t wanna ask you why. I will go my own way and I am not too sure if I will have to pass you by.

With Love,

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