i have lately come to realize just how long it has been since i've felt like I had the world by the balls. i find myself thinking back to times when the world stood still for me... when time waited patiently for me to catch up. my perception of reality [then] was different. it was simpler and more clandestine. but as the world around me has grown older, i've also realized that good taste has undoubtedly deprived me of a number of friendships and opportunities. my life... my world... revolves around people/things that were never part of the plan... foreign matter (shrapnel) that i have had to learn to love and accept as part of me and my new destiny. i mean... in the middle ages, all anyone really had to worry about were witches and goblins!
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