So I'm not on a wild adventure and I'm not overcoming a life hurdle. I'm not undertaking a massive great feat nor am I suffering any great tragedy. I am not training for a marathon and I am not surviving a kidnapping. I have no thing, no story, no "it" molding my life. There is no big ball of dreams or hopes or events in the future and there's no wad of tragedies or life-altering kinks in my past. I move linearly and I move only because time pushes me.

I generally don't take for granted the things I have and the opportunities I have had and the relative luxury that is my life on this planet. I understand with sincere gravity and appreciation that my life could be worse, that there are many people with lives that are twisted and pock marked and burned and tangled so badly that they claw to sever the past and scramble to dodge the scars and knots in the future.

My string is smooth. But my string is black.

Testing

testing testing testing.

yo.