Ma Bohème

When I get near to finishing a book...or at least where I decide to cut it off...I always find it fun to look back and think of who might had been around to stir feelings that would eventually end up in the poems that I wrote...well for around page 55 something changed in this one...still not exactly sure just yet...but then again I am never sure of what is going on in my life ...but...the night in reference for that one...the page 55 one...something changed and I found myself not at Sunset as much