monday.

Enthralled by life, I am consistently stumbling forward. Missing things, forgetting things, perpetuating my eternal existence as a misanthrope. And then I fall. Crashing clumsily into what I had visions of as a train wreck but is in actuality a light in the dark. Playfully wandering over sundrenched and broken concrete blocks, I am full of wonder. I have no idea where I will be, where anything will lie, or what the world will look like, but that pinpoint will be the passing of discord into concord amidst the changing harmony.