Strange days these days, from a heavenly abandon atop the mountains to a performance out of place and for some, out of mind. Strange vibes for the tunnel vision in others. I feel we all begin to understand the vibration of singularity in a purpose, but not all. These are the days we cover ground one cannot retrace, or even compare to again, not while constantly looking forward to the next road ahead, a far stranger place no one could or should face alone. Why is making up for lost time such a consistent theme? Perhaps it’s all a test, gauging whether or not we could even face a further road, for if we cannot even understand our singularity now, what chance do we stand. And then there’s the music. How much further could we have been? Am I to blame as well? hopefully these and other worries will dissipate simply based in the fact that we do worry, but the irony is they probably won’t, and we will continue to search for the reason, nevertheless resulting in more questions. Not enough words to answer when there are so many questions. These are the days, strange days indeed…