The curse of having nothing left to prove

I don't know who reads this anymore. I don't actually believe that anyone really needs to hear the thoughts in my head. Except for the times that I think that everyone should be exposed to my brilliance. Its really a minute by minute thing. This is not the point of this post. (Implying of course that there is a point to any post.)

Went to a Benefits of Doubt show tonight. Good times as always. Almost always anyways. Made me think a lot about how things change. I went to a similar show this summer... the scene and the cast were a little different but its all the same in the end. One song made me cry this summer, same one made me laugh tonight. Even though things stay generally the same, sometimes the meanings behind them change. I think I might be being vaguely metaphorical again... in the sense that that's true about a lot of things. Even though the actions/places/activities stay the same... the meanings behind them change. Sometimes slowly and sometimes literally overnight.

I guess that's all I have to say. Somedays I can't decide if I'm happy or sad and I think this one of them. I think that I need to get more sleep cause I don't think I could reach a higher level of incoherency even if I really tried.