Waiting For The Wind To Pick Up

I have news for you. Friends are often fair weathered and half the people who swear and promise to be there if you need them are either far away or far too busy when you need them the most.So, in all fairness to you, me or us and myself, I have to suggest this.Get used to saving your own life kid, which is not a bad thing to say. I know.. . . I know I know how they say “after the rain comes the rainbow” and after the ah, comes relief. I get it.I do. I understand and I do not share this as if to pass this on to be like some kind of unique or special kind of genius and nor do I say this to “accentuate the positive,” or to embrace some kind of useful positive affirmation. I fucking hate them.I do.I hate the special cliches that are intended to soften the pain, which is all fairness; no, this does not make the pain go away. Back when we were kids, I remember when people would say something obvious and the response would be “No shit, Sherlock!” as if to sarcastically call out the fictional…