There was a time I felt
alright about myself. Whatever struggle
there was, I was secure in a feeling of
rightness about my stance in the face of
that day's chaos. Now? Not so much. The
of headlights fighting upstream like
salmon are now an indictment seen from
behind the wheel.
I might be going in a slightly different
direction but I'm on the same path,
Next time they try to sell you on
progress, ask for a round trip ticket.