on nights like these, you start to see things clearer,
listening to all three nick drake albums seems to clear the smog.

i look at people, and i observe. People puzzle me...
i ask them what they did on the weekend, and i get the same answer...
they do the same thing every weekend.
and i wonder,
i'm puzzled,
what are these people living for? How do people carry on day after day with out a purpose? without that mental security that God is with them?

yet tonight,
things have become remarkably clear,
i'm essentially living the same as they are, and i did not see it...
It's funny how life gets clouded over, and
for a long time you believe that your on the path to recovery...
you think you can see,
only, you've become accustomed to the fog...
the cloudy days have become the norm.