These days it's hard to tell what's outside from what's in my mind. Always caught up in my past, always catching up to tomorrow. Life isn't meant to be this, right?
I think, well, I've had a shit life, all things considered. It wasn't fair. Everyone I've ever loved is dead, and my body hurts all the time. But I think, any God that can do sunsets like that, a different one every night... well, you've got to respect him, don't you?