Life goes on and on and on.
No matter what we think we do it still goes on.
Its sometimes sickening.
But sometimes, its just peaceful enough for you to be glad about it.


Right now, I'm trying to see what's lacking in my life.
Money?
Time?
A man?


Or am I just missing myself?

Nothing's lacking, I reckon.
All is an illusion.
I shall tell myself.