sometimes i am amazed by my own trajectory. i set of for calm waters but end up in the eye of the storm, that's my fate it seems a writers life.
so many things to tell you, the current one is a situation that is unfreaking believable, and each day gets more and more bizarre. i can't write about it until after march and maybe april but man, i want to share this story because truth in my world is much stranger than fiction.