There are no words to go with these tonight. It's just me and the ol' girl roaming. Maybe if she's tired out she'll have good dreams. It doesn't work that way for me, but maybe for her.
It's time for a change of scenery, I think. The old ghosts out here are wearing me out. The new ones have grown tedious as well. The ones that come around at night are troublesome. I have to believe that a change of scenery might give that lot something else to talk about. I have to believe something.