Clearly, I am making a mistake.  I know this, and I proceed anyway.  It's a first for me, perhaps I like to think that at last I have the courage to spit in the face of God.  Or of fate.  Same thing.

Or I am simply embracing self-destruction.  I'm not sure.  Doesn't do to think overly on it.  Doesn't matter.  From this moment, all moments are ( Read more... )