I'm back.

i started this bullshit eleven years ago

in a different time

in a different place

in a different world.

my life now is nothing like what it was then.  not necessarily polarized, but when i look in the mirror there are only small familiarities.  what i loved then are not so much what i love now, even though i still love.  my clothes have not changed but the way i wear them has, just like my morals and ethics.  my career has change and it will likely change again, my work ethic has not.

in all this time one thing has not changed, i have been true to myself, which is why all these changes have happened.

there might be more, maybe... who fucking knows anymore.