Blowing in the wind.

Tonight I feel a mixture of pure happiness, and immense confusion. I hate it when that happens.

Friendships with people these days seem to be blowing in the wind; they come and go randomly. It makes me wonder who they are and where their priorities lay. And for some, an all-of-a-sudden spark makes it seem like I found my long lost friend. I just don't get it.

"The answer[s], my friend, [are] blowing in the wind. The answer[s] [are] blowing in the wind."

I think and hope that a departure from MN will give me some clarity on life and help me... with life...