““Time moves through the pages of your thoughts like a history lesson posed for a self portrait in the mirror of the affected past. The pretentious showers that you washed your conscience in have now become dirty pools that you are fighting not to drown in. You installed them yourself with little understanding of the guidelines of consequence that now have you examining the small print. The distant fields look blurry in the static of your horizon where east and west toss your ego back and forth in a game of keep away.””
