A winter's day

Well - I made a promise to myself that I would post something here again should the "total page views" get up to 8500. Guess it's close enough at 8498 (sigh, many of which are probably my own views).  Not that anyone really reads this blog anyways - so not sure why I even care. Yeah, I hear the violins playing with that last sentence too.

And since I am unable to come up with anything coherent to write - I shall instead steal (ahem, borrow) the lyrics from a song which seems to be quite fitting at the moment.

I Am A Rock

by: ~Simon & Garfunkel

A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.