There comes a time where something must budge. Change inevitable, although rarely ready, we step forward. Vast opportunity partnered with happiness is the first half of the equation. Stepping on forbidden ground, fingers numb, head pounding. Something whispers move, and you do. Physical motion limited, mental movement boundless. Two worlds stand, each effecting the other.

One landscape generally overdevelops.

Now, there are so many distractions. These distractions are not all bad, but they serve a purpose: to further pass time.

This passing of time means a part of you is developing, but which part?

I am a firm believer that the mind is a dangerous place to live. The ghost-land dream scape of your mind allows you to dwell in thousands of false realities. An easy place to get caught in where your physical world stands still. A stillness that accompanies an eerie silence, a stone wall, and an impossible feeling to advance who you’re meant to be in the real world.

Bottom line, what the fuck happened??!?! Part of me wants to delete my digital foot print completely (the parts i'm able to delete that is) and live with the friends i already know in person, but would that make me feel better? no. Would i possibly get more done? yeah.

Something has got to change, this just isn't working. hmmmm. - best to sleep on it and delete this in the morning lol.