Thoughts of a Violinist Giraffe

White noise fills my mind like a glass that a drunken man insists on filling again and again - just when I get clarity, I'm bogged down by the intensity of the circumstances that surround me every minute - every second - every moment of my unstable life. All I hear is white. ~~~~~~~~ Not too confusing I hope. Cheers!

I'm in love with a girl - I haven't met her yet. I don't even know her name. I don't know what she's like. I know nothing about her. But I'm in love just the same. I guess you call this hope, or something close to it - why else would I feel like this? I feel restless, as though I just might see her anytime now. But then again, I haven't yet. That's ok though, right? To be in love with someone I haven't met yet? Love's filling me 'til it overflows - how long 'til it shows? How long 'til I get to know who she is, where, and when? I can't wait to see who it is I'm in love with. I can't wait for her to be with me. ~~~~~~~ Hope does a lot to you I guess. Cheers!

You're speaking but nothing's heard                                   on my end of the line. I try harder and I hear                            "I think it'll work out fine if we just pretend things haven't gone                                      wrong this time." But you can't change what's now defined by our actions. There's nothing more to be done       We've gone past reconciliation this time. You make your decision - I already made mine. ~~~~~~~~~ I guess there's more to this topic than I thought. Eh, you can't have everything. By the way... have you filed your  income tax lately? Cheers!