Cause you do mean something. (;

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Every friend, every face is another road they say.

Quantity means nothing of course, but having a circle of 3 or 4 is certainly not shock proof if you know what i mean.

Blam blam blam and you're left with one.

then what?

At least with those open roads you can travel down them anytime you want, and if you don't get far, there's still another one. And another one. And another one.

If only it were that easy.

I largely walk alone these days.

Solitary confinement, drives people insane.

Just another starstruck (see above for evidence*) wanderer trying to find his way in this horribly confusing and sometimes messed up world.

This space as you might have realised is for my own venting. It's where I talk, to myself. To the universe. It's where I don't lie. Much. Chances are you won't get more truth out of me than these few billion pages of angst.

My life isn't that bad. Sometimes. The good parts just usually end up being the blank dates in between the posts you see. So yes, just to practice my math and to cheer myself up a little, the number of posts is inversely proportional to my mental wellbeing. Yes that counts as math with me.

And despite the wry smile on my face and the grin I can imagine on yours, I'm still rather sombre.

I promise you I'm sunny somedays. Stick around. You never know what you may learn.

*hint may or may not be in big black font at the top of the page.