Just because.

Yup. I'm supposed to churning don't-know-how-words a minute, since really all the arguments are in my head. But I thought, oh well... what the heck. I've got John Mayer's "Why Georgia" on replay these days and sometimes my brain goes off on a tangent and wander away.

I remember that not too long ago I was feeling like the dude in Why Georgia, lost and not feeling like I belong anyway. I could just have kept on driving and driving, made a home somewhere, but it would never feel the same. I could have a smile on my face and say that things are alright, but really deep down they aren't - you just don't say things like these to people because it really is that insignificant in the first place anyway.

I'm glad though that things aren't really like that anymore - I don't have to keep asking myself why and sometimes I find myself thinking that really all that matters at the end of the day is that I'm happy with what I've done, what I've attempted to do. Despite the shit that people would give me about whatever crap, unless they are people who really matter, it doesn't really matter at all.

I am driving up 85 in the
kind of morning that lasts all afternoon
just stuck inside the gloom

Four more exits to my apartment but
I am tempted to keep the car in drive
and leave it all behind

Cause I wonder sometimes
about the outcome
of a still verdictless life

Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia, why?

I rent a room and I fill the spaces with
wood in places to make it feel like home
but all I feel's alone
It might be a quarter life crisis
or just the stirring in my soul

....

Everybody is just a stranger but
that's the danger in going my own way
I guess it's the price I have to pay
still "Everything happens for a reason"
is no reason not to ask yourself
- Why Georgia, John Mayer