Nothing

I can't remember arriving to work because I wasn't paying attention. I know the road far too well to plan it to perfection. I don't know the date, but it's been 52 weeks of reflection. My existence in the hands of this world.   I felt it when I left High School, who am I …

Kill your heroes.

People only want to know the glory of the man standing on top of the mountain.  They want to see the hero, make up the story in their heads and ignore the truth.  We all want to believe in the hero.  We need to believe that he exists; believe that what we are striving for …