The Topic of the Day is Guns; Sub-Machine Ones.

At night I go outside quietly; I stand on my front steps and look up, up to the stars. It's a place that feels so close yet so far away. That's how I feel about happiness; so close within grasp but yet so far away. Then I think, with a clear head, I ponder upon things of the past present and future. I see the boy I was, the man I am, and the man I want to become. As my fingers dance with these keys at this desk so many things run through my mind; where do I start first, where do I end? I believe a clear mind is a happier mind, so I plan on making my mind happier each and every day.

The first thing that comes to mind is women, heh, what wasn't surprising. I want to narrow this subject down though to a singular though. So, there is this woman, in the past I would of said girl, but I have aged and seen that if I am a man then I need to associate my self with women, not girls. No words are able to explain what I have seen or found. She is just amazing in all words of the sense. I can talk to her about every and anything, from music to book to animes. She understands me in more ways than she may even understand, I think it's weird but in a good way. My guard slips slightly and I express myself, and it feels good. She has cast a shadow over my past, but no one knows what the future holds. Her mentality is something like addictive, her personality is more than captivating. Looking past her exterior and acquainting my self with her interior. I just smile. I had a recent conversation with her that was just [[speechless]]. It may not have started as such but that is how it ended. You know as a child when you seen a butterfly and you admire it from afar; She is like the delicate butterfly. You have to be cautious to approach because if you don't it will take to the air and  be one with the wind out of reach forever. That's what I'll call her, my beautiful butterfly. So I will approach with caution, so her environment will not be endangered. Listening to Pandora Radio with MusiqSoulchiild Station playing, the song Butterflies by the late great Micheal Jackson came on and brought a smile to my face. So I sat and listened.
Tis all.

K. Alexander signing out.