Another song i will soon forget.

I sit around the campfire.
And chase away the cold
The flames they're getting higher
with no where else to go.

The fire's like a movie,
of a thousand thoughts in my head,
of plans I made, and gave away
things she did, things she said
It drifted away
they all went up in smoke.
*****
I try not to think about her,
or where she might have gone,
but what remains, when fiery flames
get lost to try again
I try not to think about it
try to live without it
but nights like these have memories
taunting me, haunting me
theyre drifting away
they all go up in smoke.

*******
And the stars are shining brighter,
than they did yesterday,
and they never move at all,
but just fade away,
and take the fire,
but leave a little smoke.

*********

The fires a little warmer,
on a cold night like this,
maybe I'm sitting closer,
maybe thinking of things I've missed
but I watch the flames,
make their mistakes
I can feel their heart breaks
promises that failed to take
and wondering if its all too late
it drifted away
and all went up in smoke.

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The problem got worse.

I didn't realize it had been that long since I last posted. A few days after my 215 book garage sale extravaganza I stopped at an Estate Sale. Books everywhere. I didn't have time to look through them all so I made an offer to buy them all and they accepted. I haven't made an official count but easily close to two thousand or more. So I'm buried in them.

So what to do? Well I'm probably going to have to expand the antique store thing for sure, and I'll probably have to go online as well much sooner than I had expected. In the mean time I've been cleaning and organizing the books. It's a huge task with so little room to maneuver. Basically moving piles around trying to make the piles some what cohesive as a grouping.

I really like this, I only hope I can have some success with it so it makes sense. Otherwise I've got a lot of books to get rid of.