Don't it always seem to go..

..that you don't know what you got till' it's gone. Thank you , Joni Mitchell. It's an oxymoronic thing, love is. It can be terrible, heart-retching, sorrowful thing. But on the other hand, it can be positively lovely and blissful. 

   You know in movies like Click, with Adam Sandler, (I've never actually seen it but I know the gist of it,) where they somehow get this remarkable power to freeze time, or rewind, or fast forward it. And they go through stages of the movie, were first there amazed they got this power.. and then they get really into it and play with there new profound toy, and then something hits them and they realize how this is affecting them and there loved ones, so they somehow out aside the magical friend, and return to there real life, happier then ever...

  BULL SHIT MY FRIEND.

  You know very well if that ever happened to you, you'd use that shit non-stop.  Why? becuase as humans, we are some curious creatures, by nature. So, you'd freeze time just when you get in those bored states, just to play around, and do the occasional pose people in an odd position so when you unfreeze you can laugh your bum off at them. Fast forward, to see what your life is going to be like. Are you successful? Married? Living with your mother? And then my personal favorite the rewind factor. I know I'd often use that one, just becuase I could. I mean think about you could stop, rewind, and redo something that you know is terrible and wrong of you. You could stop yourself from hurting someone else too...

  Now, I'm rambling about personal matters, which isn't much entertaining, for any of you who might read this, and for me who will go back and re-read these pointless mini-memoirs. 

  People with English accents do seem eloquent don't they?