earthquake weather

The curious composition of what fits . . . married with the unflinching desire to cause a rift. Seeking something always present, seldom allowing for the simplicity of what by nature is truly pleasant.

Why and how are you right now?

Why and how are we anything I suppose, so moot the question . . . .

Unless you have a response. 

If not, I'll imagine my curiosity satisfied, save for the moments of incomprehensible thoughts ablaze in my mind. 

. . .

Such as: Is this where I leave good enough alone?