The House that John Built

It's raining out, thats unusual.

Things are going along, just steady. Same old shit. I can't sleep worth shit- if I can fall out before 4am, I'm doing good. 

Sometimes its so frustrating, to be so restless. To wait for the right time. To wait for everything to germinate. But man, that shit is in the mail. 

It will play out how it's all going to play out. I have faith.