I finally have my Explorer back, I guess that's cool. As much as I think someone would ride shotgun in it with me, that really hasn't been the case.
Anyways, my life lead me on an uncertain path, not one I expected so suddenly, but did expect. An old friend once told me, if you want something, or love something, you'll fight for it, and it will all come naturally, and so long you stay on a postive track, without negative thinking, you are golden.
Sadly it's not all so golden, and I'm starting to think that train derailed years ago.
Maybe it's karma or something, and maybe I don't deserve things, but it makes me feel so gloomy, and like what the fuck.
It could be a sign, telling me to get on with life, but I'm fucking tired of getting on with life, as soon as I become comfortable with something, and I think it's all right. I'm stripped of the very things. It's like your not good enough, because if I was good enough, I don't think I'd be in a situation like this.
I don't know what to do, besides let it go, and be bitter, and be miserable, and just put on a fake smile like everything is alright, because it's not alright.
It may not seem like it to people, but I've been walking on sunshine for quite a while, now it's time to put on the rain boots, because it's about to rain, and rain, and rain, and rain.
Welcome back Frank, welcome back to the storm that stranded you here....
