Now my enemy is time.
ticking away into the new year I know that I am pitched head-long into the abyss of circumstance.
There is little that I can do but watch...
...and wait.
ticking away into the new year I know that I am pitched head-long into the abyss of circumstance.
There is little that I can do but watch...
...and wait.
So long as I'm still able to see, hear, walk talk and fuck I think everything will be alright.