Sherlock Holmes

I discovered the mystery, the anxiety, and stories that always keep you guessing this summer in an airport. I had just purchases a kindle wi-fi plus 3g, and I was scrolling down the list of free books. Sherlock Holmes stood out to me I had seen the movie which was just okay, I had heard a little about the mysterious in school, so I decided to check the book out. I entered the chapter not knowing what to expect, and left wanting more... craving more, thank god there was dozens of more short stories for my to devour. As I read on and on through the anecdotes, I found myself guessing what the final out come would be as to the particular crime. TO my dismay I was usually wrong, well always wrong. My theories were in my opinion great, I was trying to think like Holmes would and guess every possible outcome. "If you have eliminated every other possibility, then what is left must be the truth" Holmes. Despite my abstract thinking on the evidence given, I was never able to piece the outcome fully. There is always some tweak in the stories of Sherlock Holmes, some little aspect that one always overlooks that changes the whole outcome.

Inspired by song

I walk across a twisted lane, holding hands with all who came, to see the unveiling of my life away.

The world away from home I go, to not set eyes on the sun below the rim again, or feel the wind brush against my skin, or the salty pleasure of tears. Pain and grief have brought me here to pull such extremes as this, I ask no other to follow me on my path, for I walk it alone and alone I shall go. Do not worry, for all will be well I will be with those who love me more, and no pain my fall upon my shoulders on which I could bear no more. Bear no grief my sweet maiden for the grief is not complete for one can not feel the grief for one they never loved... and this is why I go.....