If I could find a way to express in words what I feel, then that would be a small triumph in this wall of mirrors where I find myself. I had thought, and maybe was thinking a little too far ahead of the ending. For that I suppose I could ponder an idea or 2. It wasn't that I really didn't have a focus at that particular moment, it was because I felt such an irking to lurk a little more in some other less ventured avenues. It really wasn't on purpose and I'm sorry if anyone felt so left out, but in other words, I guess or suppose, I could had put just a little bit more coal on the fire because everyone seemed to have gotten really cold to the point that they had forgetton why they even came in the first place. I should had listened to my shadow, or the happier ones because they ofcourse had a different plan or motive. I jest or put in jest the same idea. To be is divine, to understand the same is a fools undertaking.