unsure

my entree's title reads like an alanis song... i can hear the lyrics now:

i am unsure of the pleasures that i felt with you

i am unsure of the forgiveness that she gave to me

i am unsure of the ease with which the two of you moved on  

i am unsure of whether you ever loved me...

half of me dares the other half to record myself playing the geetar and upload it here...but th'other half is like "yeah right! no frakin' way"

i guess you'll all just have to imagine the song in your heads.  maybe if you get me alone after a few drinks i'll perform it for you..

who is sure though, really?  too many factors and agents and actors and things and overriding, overwhelming, overovering things in our lives....  just need a moment to breathe 

...and write alanis-esque songs.  

that's my story

hic extraneus sum