(circa) January, 2002

Here’s another one. Posted in a collaborative journal, somewhat of an online roleplaying game told in vignettes

Sometimes I sit and think about what might have been, what other paths my feet may have followed. then I get up and slap the snot out of the person I might have been, and the person I am today. Tomorrow and yesterday are for someone else to navigate. Only the now is worth pursuing to its conclusion.