Just Thinking

There is just something about sitting and thinking. Just chilling around 555 with everyone else jamming guitar makes it kind of hard not to think. I mean I'm tone deaf (whatever that means, never was too sure) so I am not much for picking up a musical instrument and just jumping head on. I don't know, there is just always some sort of point in life where you pause and just think, about nothing, about everything, weird thoughts creeping around (in my case while listening to friends jam on acoustic and reading Marvel's Civil War). Where does value in life come from? How do we know what we want or if a day was successful. I don't know. Today did jack, bought some groceries, made some burgers, drank some beers, played some SFIV. People would say the day was shit but I was around friends and I'm fairly satisfied... Who the fuck knows where value is? Hopefully this gets me closer to somewhere? but to where? And on that note:

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