Listen, The Mighty Ear Is Here.

Probably right. Too much. But what would I be if I didn't? I've got to do something for all these things.

Guilt. Ridiculous. But rightfully mine. I really don't know what to do anymore. Concentrate...

Gone now, just like I said. Probably for good. Not the first, hopefully the last. No one ever knows. This isn't right. No no no no no this isn't right. Back in circles, around and around. Oh well, back to that old-new routine. Feet on the ground.

No one ever knows.

Tracing back over lines already created. This is a mistake. But so was that. And that. I give up.