did someone say easy?

i mean, living day to day, out of touch with the rhythm and blues, or something like that in that certain state of mind that i may have long left behind, but that may be one that too many that, after all, in the grand scheme of things, becomes meaningless cuz there may just be a resounding lack of clever thoughts and a redundant abundance of repetitious sameness that makes that whatever that was (or something like that)...