Date: 5/13/2012 7:15:00 AM
For so many many unknown reasons I'm happy, for so many I'm grim. Its a misty point and I don't know what lies beyond the blur. I have stopped considering the probabilities. Fuck them. I don't care anymore. Just moving on doing the day's work and sleeping a satisfied log. All I'm considering these days is to be a victim of the maktub. It feels lighter. Feels shitridden.