Every time I expect something to happen, something else happens. I can't tell if I'm in a Murder Mystery or a Romantic Comedy. Whatever happens next, I guess it's the movie.

I wrote a song couple of days ago that feels related, though I'm not sure why:

You're making something out of nothing
Think you're getting somewhere
Look around you
It's all the same faces, it's all the same places
But you think you're getting somewhere
You're making something out of nothing
Think you're getting somewhere
Look around you
It's all the same faces, it's all the same places.
And we are all the same
We are all the same
We are the same person, we are the same spirit
We are all the same.


They say lyrics without music are like a skeleton without flesh. I dunno, though.

Maybe it's the other way round.

Anyway, Karen, if you're out there, I could use an acting partner, and I think you're holding the script.

-Trevor

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