reclamation of the unwanted obsession that plagues my troubled soul half past midnight.

and so shall it pass as I plant this seed on this night…encased by fate…nurtured by destiny…so shall the hours extend beyond my sleepless nights….waiting and anticipating…hopeful for the succulent nectar with has been denied passage to my lips for so long by the scorched bitterness that has plagued me to the devil’s delight.

You know it’s a warm day in the middle of winter when you step outside and the gentle breeze that glazes across your face has the distinct smell of all the dog, cat, etc sh!t that’s uncovered from the snow. #sosaysNate

So back and forth…back and forth again…so much for the weather cheering me up today…so here i am starving and with a headache and super frustrated…wheres a cinnabon when u need one…