Its been one year.

In time that passes without a mark between here and there, little can be noticed of the changing place we call home.

There are those that think of hope, and move it to the front of their purpose, and they use it as a flashlight to drive away the gray. In the past, this would have worked for me.

Ignorance isn't bliss, if it will get you swallowed whole.

Having said that, it's probably time for me to go back to the fight I gave up so long ago. I let go and moved with the flow. I wanted to blend in, I wanted to live a life. But something has changed, the world is meaner.

In this new world, nobody can afford to be anything other than what they were born to be.