When this right here tells me that I am only together for once in my life and it was a moment's notice ago that I felt it was that way. But then twice the phone rang and somebody else answered the line, on the other end, saying "I think we shall experience a new beginning in the works and I would be honored to share it with the likes of you."

Quite a dissident path indeed from the previously mentioned heretic's first tongue and grove into the new construction of a universe untold before by any prior advantageousness, only on that of my own first strengths and the previous forgotten memories of my abilities that were shunned before, only by my own worst enemy: myself: I digress into the point which is to pontificate further the reasons why this happened and gladly first I must admit it was scary, though we pulled through and she suggested to stay friendly and it was thus the last greatest known moment of juicy frothy squishy goodness that was remembered so fondly and longed for so greatly upon her return.

And this new perspective has light and a view too, so there are many windows and exactly sixteen franklins and forty quarters away from next month's greatest chase into the destiny only known as the renter's rights to regurgitate and spew out what we so begrudgingly say we earn in our dastardly ways and what not.

This day will begin to erode and so will everything, but to bask in it once a day ( or was it twice?). ANyhow, the point is to remember the past and never forget about the future.