that the only thing that I can do,
is simply try and keep all of this going,
in the hope,
that there will be some thing good,
that will come from this jumble of words.
at where it has often taken me.
knowing all to well,
that it could end,
much to soon,
and that in the end,
I will be able to look back,
and be amazed at the ride,
and that it all lasted this long.
some day soon,
it will all make sense,
and I will finally have my rest.
so it goes.
press on regardless.