:: Death Day ::

:: another anniversary. another time to stop and take stock. this year more than ever before, it's been tough to step back and survey the course. as my folks would say, been "keepin' my nose to the grind-stone." but it's scary when you are laying your own path; and the further down the road you get, the wilder the emotional swing: from great success to crushing defeat, from wanting to do too much to wanting to do nothing at all. two extremes hanging delicately in a balance: finish with a more of a push, or throw it all in a dumpster and seek satisfication elsewhere. is it possible to find personal definition without professional esteem? certainly not at this stage of the game. not for a little longer anyway. ::

:: when you're dreaming with a broken heart,
the waking up is the hardest part. ::
~ john mayer