its so
its been a long time. such a long time that i know this is an empty place, a nothing. no expectation and no wonder. like walking along late at night and singing loud, it is possible there is a listener on a porch somewhere but more than likely you are alone in your songs. it is comforting. like crossing the street and seeing someones eyes on you and wondering, being uncomfortable, then realizing its only for a moment and youre only landscape. i am landscape and i am comfortable there.