all the little kids getting down to the rythm, the boys all shined up chasing down the women, the stars all blinking at the day thats given. I Just...

Sometimes when life lulls you into a sense of false security you become numbed to aspects of your life that arent what they should be. And those little things aggregate over time and eventually become so obstructive that you have to let them go. Like a pearl within an oyster...Yet my oyster is black and tainted. It bears no resemblance to its pure and white cousin. It is a burden, a tumor, and its time it was removed.