So the Muse hasn't visited me in a while. I find my life spoken through lyrics. Cliche? Sure. Tired? Yeah. Poignant? Most certainly. So instead of trying to write my own feelings, I'll let John Mayer express them:

3x5

I'm writing you to catch you up on places I've been
You held this letter, probably got excited
But there's nothing else inside

Didn't have a camera by my side this time
Hoping I could see the world through both my eyes
Maybe I will tell you all about it
When I'm in the mood to
Lose my way
With words

Today
Skies are painted colors of a cowboy cliche
And strange how clouds that look like
Mountains in the sky
Are next to mountains anyway

Didn't have a camera
Hoping I could see the world through both my eyes
Maybe I will tell you all about it
When I'm in the mood to
Lose my way, but let me say

You should have seen that sunrise
With your own eyes
It brought me back to life
You'll be with me next time I go outside
Just no more three-by-five's

This world's all for me
You see
I guess you had to be there
Today I finally overcame
Trying to fit the world inside a picture frame
Maybe I will tell you all about it when
When I'm in the mood to
Lose my way, but let me say

You should have seen that sunrise
With your own eyes
It brought me back to life
You'll be with me next time I go outside
Just no more three-by-five's
Just no more three-by-five's

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