There are days when you realize that existence is too ephemeral to grasp... days when your definitions become simple skins that do more to confuse the nature of things than define. It is easy on those days to see things as if they were built from the simplest ideas conceivable, and break down infinite complexity with no effort.

On those days I like to create. Instead I am working.

Sorry I suck at responding, posting, or hanging out. It's certainly not because I'm off having a better time somewhere else. I'll be back soon.