Sometimes these days, don’t miss that at all.
One day, that time, could’ve made the call.
The soup is a little too spicy.
Why are all of these noodles so cold?
Who knew all the connections?
Wonder if we’ll ever know what will happen.
At times these days, I’m fearless and quiet.
One day, that time, decided to try it.
A movie about a good movie.
Left the noodles to the left of the sink.
Found the target, then left it.
Sat down with a documentary
and couldn’t not forget it.
How am I wide awake
and too tired to concentrate?
I’ve known what I’m looking for.
Coming in clean.
Something like the new old me.
this is your life chuck johnson 