Sad Songs Remind Me

What's there more to say, that's not already been?

I guess its now just a matter of revolving, reliving and remembering it; in different ways and different lights, in the vain attempt of actually adding meaning to the minutiae... 

So yeah, I guess I've finally made it... the fading daylight darkening the room.

I'm listening to sad indie and typing half poems half short stories here on my Mac.

I guess I've arrived.

I'm 30.  

Wow.  So, what does that mean?  Have I "arrived" perhaps so, maybe.

Has arrived felt like it should?  I guess.