Listening to Brian McKnight - Shoulda Woulda Coulda
Going through my rounds as I find myself gaining almost a lot more things that I felt I would have. Does anything make any sense to me when I hear music pass through my ears. I look around and find the possessions moving on with me. My first pack of stuff was left in a familiar place for most, but not for all. Since the time that I had been here, I've purchased or gained some interesting belongings. As I put more bundles into bundles, I continue a life that is unwritten. I keep moving into an empty whole that is ready to be filled with more. I look back at all my regrets, all the things that I could have made possible, but there are some reasons why I didn't decide to put those ideas into use. Look where I am now, with those regrets made, here's to you, I'm moving on without and I'm fine. Here is to the wingman, because without them, this life is dull. And who do I speak of when I speak of wingman...everyone that's made a difference. Believe me, small or big, differences are made.