Crossing The Line

"Dude, she's so hot. Sometimes at night I dream of bending her over my desk and banging the shit out of her."

"Yeah. Sometimes at night I dream of flying monkeys sneaking into my bathroom and stealing my dental floss."

"Dude, You have issues."

"Yeah..."

Ah...the strange conversations the voices have inside my head.

But seriously folks...

So one thing has ended and another thing is on indefinite hiatus. Some things are changing, but I'm not really sure what good it will do. I know today was a beautiful day, but I still didn't get to do a single thing I wanted to do. Say a single thing I wanted to say. Or see a single person I wanted to see. Nothing has happened how I would have liked it to, but the day was still pretty decent.

The Warriors don't have the strength they used to, but The Afflictions are still in full on retreat. There are other things eating at me, not necessarily bigger things, but other things. Things which will no doubt try and keep me down.

Lots of time has passed. I've let go of certain things. Things I never really wanted to let go of. Let them slip away and tumble off into the twilight.

I am a fractured spirit, a broken man. I am what is left of it all.

The funny part is I always thought there was nothing left at all.

Maybe I was wrong.

But then again...maybe I was right.