

There comes a moment in life when everything around seems cramped. All decisions have been made. The only thing left to do is to keep going. I know myself like the back of my hand. I can predict my every reaction. My life is solidified in cement, all strapped and cushioned. I've done everything to get to this point - and now that I have, I'm bored out of my mind. The hardest part is figuring out if I'm still alive.