All I want in the world right now — the only thing — is a shoulder to cry on — the shoulder of somebody who loves me. Unfortunately, nobody fitting that description seems to be around — I am more or less emotionally alone in the world — so I’ll cry on the Web. I guess the Web loves me… And I’ll hang around for hours playing Landslide on my new guitar and wondering how entire lives can change in an instant. Snow is falling. It’s pretty.