talkative thoughts rebound of my ceiling and leave me feeling alot less like myself than i used to but now is just as far away as the passing time we share, if i had what it takes to call this for what it is...nevermind wait... i do. i can only belive in so long in somthing that can't believe back and see that same worth in me that i can see reflected across my celing dreamscape of isolation but theres never enough time to do everything you've made time to do and some plans are better left unkept somethings better left unsaid some reasons that are not really reasons at all just justification, but if i could harbor you away from all this i would find myself in everything i used to be but can never go back to because to day is the end of all that and it falls away as fast as i can type but my time is short here today and i must move on before i'm late for every date that must be kept but i signed myself into this so i'm here for the duration of this trip until the cart comes to a full resting positon keep arms legs and all other extermites inside fasten all belts secure all lose articles of clothing not responsible for damages loss or theft of our intellectual properites, sorry really gotta go cant catch late goodbye