thoughts crowd the mind, hesitations escapism, breathes deeply and sighs, melancholy for all things, and bad mozilla browsers and non wrapping text fields, and always, 3 year cycles, 3 year turns, returns, windows and doors, opening and closing, and no response, no luck, no returns on values, and worst thoughts of all prancing about in the fields of my mind, vast prairies filled with grasses, no shade, no respite from the heat, and change? change, rapid change, quick, suddenly, not here or hair and there or where. not in a car, in a bus, or a van. not sure if i could or even if i can. man.