I tend to linger in the mind numbing silence of 3am, and the fact that I think my cats understand me better than any human ever will. It's hard to figure out what comes next when you can't even locate the pack of cigarettes you just had in your hand and as you're drownd in someone elses insanity flarring across the screen, you wonder if it's possible that somewhere down the road, it'll all fall into place. I have come to this conclusion; No matter how out of control your world spins, the music will always play so there is hope and my head doesn't feel so heavy.