darke

Was supposed to go to a poker game tonight, but I'm having one of those days where humans are the distracting enemy of peace... I'm tearing into myself because my head hurts and the voices are talking about time. the short and long of time. so much wasted... wasted time is wasted life... why do we deign to coast, waiting for the life we want to build up instead of chasing it like a wolverine, always hungry? I am my own enemy, and so are you...