in every dark corner, a spider awaits, each with their own motives, desires, and needs. as time goes forward, a constant modification of such occurs, hard to read they are, definitely not to be trusted, as what you think you know is now what you knew, home might just be where you make it...............
so if this is where it ends, then so be it. the journey has been nothing short of epic, flung to the bottom, pushed to the top and to the ends, hot, cold, heart, brain. 
there is nothing more i could ask for
i think somewhere i forgot how to live and then the walls came crashing in, and some how i am still sitting on a deserted beach listening to waves crashing. (a deserted beach with wi-fi)
they come by everyday, the dogs chase them, they kick, they fight, but the time has come, turn around and find the way back. here's to hoping the road unfolds and the allows for head winds.........
moderation is missing from the equation, survival is an everyday occurence only to be taken for granted by the most luck filled............
although some things never do change,
i have to apologize for that last philisophical bull dung on that last post, ol' essemm snuck away while i was watching charlie sleep, but were back on track now,
here is kelly camila, charlie's newest squeeze, although it seems that man attracts ladies like a monkey does stink. oh, senor cachetes.............
the heat has a way of adding clarity to any situation
simplicity is of utmost importance
some things never change
