State of Obvious

on days like this we try to explain things the truth is there are no explanations some things are just senseless we look at the shattered pieces dazzling shards and try to arrange them into what-might-have-beens none of the arrangements are satisfying so we begin again slicing open our hands on the sharp edges we say somewhere buried in the ashes there must be meaning there must be lessons but perhaps that is the lesson: that there isn't one that every day is a random gift to unwrap or throw away

It's finally here, your gift guide for just what to get me the year the world comes to an end.  This year's guide caters to the ultimate (after all, we've only got a few days until the apocolypse, right?)  and price is no object.  At least it doesn't cost anything to dream. 1.  A family and friends all access vacation to Universal Studios Orlando and specifically Harry Potter Land.  Witches, broomsticks, wands and butter beer not to mention food, gifts, and front of the line passes.  Santometer says: Your chances of going on this trip are about as likely turning into a newt. 2.  An emerald cut diamond ring.  Because it's pretty.  So, so pretty.  Santometer says: You've been blinded by the light. 3. 2012 Jaguar XJ.  Won't my ring look nice while I am driving that car?  I'm glad we can agree. Santometer says: Maybe a matchbox version if you're a good little girl. 4.  This house.  And all new furniture.  So I have a pl