wrappingwell.
as the days drag by.
my xlation drags too.
but by chirstmas. well.
hopefully.
of heckling and jumping around.
i have yet to master that which is the advanced.
like i am making any sense anyway.
it'll only make sense.
to me.
oh well.
nothing much left to say, i guess.
the rest i shall leave.
to someone else.
ah the tragedy.
so no more aiming for the top.
because there will always be.
someone else.
who can do it.
and who will.
so i aim forward.
because walking in a straight line will never get you anywhere.
this winding path lies ahead of me.
and i shall continue.
to walk on it alone.