This Morning

This morning has been just like any other. Slow. Every morning I have a song stuck in my head. In my mind, these are songs that will describe the rest of the day. Yesterday, AND today, its " 21 Guns " By: Greenday. A few memories were displayed menaly like a home movie, of when i was younger hanging out with my freinds - still an outcast in my own cliqe. I then was reminded of the people ive lost over my lifetime. Some old, some so young - none seemed to deserve to go under any means exept they did what they needed to do, otherwise they would still be here. They all are in a better place now. I wise man tells me " The body is only a vesel for the spirit to travel, like a vehicle, it will break when the time comes." Maby not to those exact words, but along those lines. Anyway he's right. Our body is like a vehicle, requires fixing, cleaning, and fuel. And it will break down at some point. The problem is you dont know when. You never will. When its time, It's time. Listen to the song. What does it remind you of?