I came to some really startling and painful realizations today concerning my past. I somehow just figured out that maybe [insert vague pseudonym here] has known what he was doing all along. Well, not all along, but recently anyhow. I guess I wasted an awful lot of my life chasing ghosts; but I really do think that maybe I'm finally done now. My darling super hero flew in and rescued me. I just never really stopped to look back and discover exactly how far he's brought me, I suppose. I was too afraid. But now that I have, the future looks a whole hell of a lot brighter.
(Yay for extended metaphor!)
(Yay for extended metaphor!)
Later