my life is essentially three things now: eating, taking pictures and spending money.
what control i have over that seems in large part to dictate the quality of my days.
i have dreams that are equal to thoughts that will never be made real upon the world.
i suppose trying to find a way to make this less sad is the quest i am on now, but...
the great burdening is upon thee. and i know i have to morph yet again to conquer all.
the ying yang push pull of a drip drop a squabbling still until it seems i have no other
choice but to given and relax. but relaxation in this case is the death knell and i
won't have that won't have that at all...
