Friday. Friday the 13th. And yet I feel lucky. I've pretty much all but died and nobody even cares. My body aches at every turn. My joints scream that something is wrong. But I will just have to persist. My skin begs for a break, bleeding at every move. But I persist. Of all the crazy shit happening in the world right now, one thing is for certain. I will persist. I may be all sorts of fucked up, but I will persist. My future calls for me, even though it has not yet had the chance to even exist in any capacity yet. I must persist to allow it to be. Not all is bleak and empty as it may appear. Looks can be deceiving. So I will persist. Auf Wiedersehen und gute Nacht an alle. -CODENAME_MARIG0LD