Another day with no news. It's one of those situations, where no news. Is no news.
It feels as if it's sort of a grindstone. Just sitting there, grinding.
It doesn't have to move. It's existence, is enough.
It's a cool feeling. I'm starting to smile.
Granted, I'm smiling for other reasons.
Because, I think it's gotten to the point, that I've accepted all outcomes.
And I like it. A lot.
I feel at peace with all of them I think.
Even the one's Frankie was involved in. Fly me to the moon.