Jumping Into The Fire

even from a couple of miles away, you know it's going to hurt. but you still plunge on. you know you're going to come out bloodied and burnt and scathed and almost out of breath... but if you even have a microtesla of a chance of coming out successful and victorious, you'd do it. it's obvious folly, and a waste of energy (not to mention huge amounts of sanity, heck you've been wasting sanity all your life), but you'd take the chance anyway.

life's crazy like that. and i don't know if i'd want to punch it in the face and kick it in the gut, or just walk away laughing my ass off. either way it's a hoot.

sigh. operator, i need an exit.