It Only Seems Like I've Gone

The World is Ours and Ours Alone.

Abbey Road, NW8, London, April 2008
Some things never change and never will, but always develop new angles. I'm not saying that I'll be different or that I'll stay the same, because knowing yourself half of the time is neither moving forward or back. Am I projecting ahead, or hindered by possibility? These things take time, and I need to sleep.