I wish I had something to sing about other than how sad I am, the last few months I spent getting over everything, and the East Coast.

Well, that was yesterday. We all got caught in the rain, searching for something to make ourselves happier.

But we haven’t found [bad word]  I’ll try to get over it. Stay posiand light my smokes. (we don’t know where to go in this town)

Inhale, let the smoke consume your lungs ‘til they turn black. Exhale, your breath is so apparent in these winter months. You know I love you even though you’re miles from me. You knew

These promises wouldn’t last the year. There’s one more month and I’m not there.

But this is today. There’s no chance of rain. I’m happy, that’s enough.