it's nice to know i'm on the verge of something big.
i don't know how big this moment will be, but i know it's approaching.
reading Aztec (Gary Jennings)/ just another reminder that all types of people have always resided in one place or another on this earth. it's a damn shame some people shape civility into their own image/
a city filled with familiarity and emitting warmth and joy
despite it's hellish underbelly and ugly/crazy people.
i'm not ruling out anybody.
we're all hideous and we all reek of human; we are all insane.
i'm about to lose my head.
and i'm not mad. only frustrated.