My view is sweet from the pleasant villa. Redirecting my life from seven angles. Triangulate the cause and effect and watch life bounce off the rails. Having a nice place is nice if you get to use it. I'm finally using it and being enmeshed back into civilian life is somewhat daunting and refreshing at the same time. I feel like I know what direction to head but I keep second guessing myself. People are so beautiful. They're lovely creatures whose eyes tell riveting stories of friendship and loss. Their road mapped faces are sometimes meandering wrinkled pages full of wrong directions, missed opportunities and forgotten dreams. I love everyone even if I hate them because my love is longer lasting than the short pangs of frustration and road rage. I don't even know what I'm talking about but it feels good to say nothing. Nothing is everything today. Yesterday is nothing tomorrow. Don't cry for me Argentina. Life is a cabaret old friend and on a clear day you can see forever.