Maybe I should listen to Santana strumming the chords instead

Yeah, nothing like the master musician to sooth melancholic damnness.

But I’ve been listening to the voice and the music that makes me think what might’ve been.  Dream on.  Ha ha. I am. I should stop the nonsense. I really should. I will.

This is a short one. Haven’t been updating because I just feel that if I  do so I would reminisce again about stuff that made me me smile or cringe in disgust.  All I’ve been posting here are memories. They’re all  the same  musings and this one is no different from what I’ve been blabbing about.   What’s the use? It’s never gonna happen… but who knows.

There is fate, but it can only take you so far, it’s up to you to make it happen.  Uh, right.


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