Today is a struggle. I mean, really a struggle. I am tired, and I think it shows. I am not happy with this chapter at all. It moves the story forward, although it will get rewritten, I expect next month. The characters fought against what I wanted and I eventually gave in and just let them have their way. Still, as long as they keep telling me where to go, I will keep telling their story. Damn kids, anyway.
Good day and welcome to Day two. I will keep writing tonight, but I wanted to post this now, as it is an end of A chapter. I have gone back and posted the entire chapter one -- still unedited -- so that this part of the story will make sense. Go finish that, before reading this. No really, Go.
Just like the song says, I just couldn't wait to get on the road again. Until I am on the road, it seems, and then I realize the cost of the trip. Not in dollars, but in lost time.
Recently, I have been made aware, in nearly every facet of my life, that this is true. Everyone seems to put more stock in what appears to be true instead of what is true. What's worse, is they actually know it most of the time, but it is to their advantage to act as if it is not. It is really about one simple thing: Power.
Someone once asked me to answer these 5 questions. I could not find where I had posted these before, so I wanted to post them now as a way to get to know me a little, for those that do not know me now.
Like the ancient Samurai, I look for death everyday in every moment, as though looking for an old friend that I long to see again, a lover from lost years, but that is hiding from me. She is playing a game that I know she will win, and I play along as though I don't.