Don't know where I'm going. Getting closer every day though. Time won't stop- and I don't want it to...not really. Just wish yesterdays could exist as more than memories...existing as we breathe, not just in the heart. Some things, though, some things must pass...and it isn't soon enough. We learn. Always learn. Never forget to wonder, and do not ignore the passion. Such things emerge, uncontrollable, never meant to be confined...though the world busies itself over trivialities...silencing the magic. Never again will a person know the feeling of life once they have given up living...this much is obvious, though committed without realization. Or maybe not. Some know everything of the pains of surrender...they face it every day. Fight until there's nothing left. Parts of our lives must corrode if we are to truly live...