sweetshort post before i get back to work.
life is sort of fragile.
and i guess some things are fated.
maybe i'll think more about this tomorrow.
or another day.
but who knows.
oh well.
back to more multiplied volumes and divided capacity.
*EDIT*
oh i forgot my usual comeback line.
...
what would you give to know about this wonderful world that is the illusion of our work?