I saw the bottom and it is full of rocks tarnished with years of hatred and I lived there many years and one day I swam. Every ounce of my being woke and furiously clawed at the waters and sprawled forth. I was free. I could breathe. I could breathe. Optimism and reality sang a distant song I remembered from what felt like so long ago. Life sprung forth anew from this once broken frame. I knew no kiss this sweet and this passionate. I'm writing again instead of feeling the spears of inevitable failure.
I think I rolled a 20.
And I think you are going to love the show
Welcome back, optimism, this is going to be insane.
Stay Tuned....
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