But I'll always be a romantic.
A friend explained the other day the nature of cycles in the nature of life and everything fell into complete clarity and comprehension. It was momentary, hence proving the point in its own nearly ironic way. I say "nearly" because "ironic" seems to have a tinge of negativity that I'm not trying to convey. It's more calm than that. I find it harder and harder to describe with words. I'm becoming more rational, more level headed and I've achieved a state of mind I thought impossible for someone of my chemistry. I like this. I like where things are. I like where things are going. I'm anxious as fuck, but all things must pass. It's the cycle of things.