What I Know

Isn't much. And what I'd like to know, isn't enough.

I spent the whole day alone yesterday. I did nothing, until later on in the night when I went out to finally set up my pipe to be used. The cavendish I had bought is very sharp; it burns my mouth, so I don't think I'll be smoking it so much, if at all. Oh well, it was only two dollars.

It's is something quite different to spend a whole day alone. Especially after you get home from a trip where that is all you are. Maybe it's just me, but I thought that I would be able to spend time with friends I hadn't seen in a long time. Almost as if this trip I took was the reset button on a game that had gone horribly wrong. Well... I was invited to go watch Superman with the guys, but I didn't have any money... Irony at some of it's finer tunings.

The more I see the less I know the more I'd like to let it go.