I can't believe my schedule. A slight change in the hours. Instead of waking up at 630am tomorrow, I'll be waking up at 4am. According to the number of hours, I should be resting in my bed attempting to get some shut eye. Unfortunately, I am just not that tired. I got other frustrations and passions on my mind. Plus, I'm watching the ending of Alien vs. Predator, a typical love story between Predator and Human.
The movie reminds me of Starcraft. For those that know the game, you know what I mean.
I was looking through some of my old stuff and what do I find...
NHLPA HOCKEY 93- You could find this updated game in the movie Swingers. I have the '93-'94 season.
Some tell me that there is a point of no return. The situation either extinguishes or the spark turns into flame. Think about it, I am. Sometimes you just have to ask yourself if the risk is "worth the squeeze"(Girl Next Door). There are chances in the world that lead us into a happiness beyond any other. You don't necessarily know it is there, and you don't try to force anything upon it. Every step lingers into something greater. The analogy of the upward staircase. The first step is always easy because it was just the first step. After twenty steps, movement reduces, your heart begins to beat faster, and pain is easier set. Think about it, I do. On the other hand, we have the downward staircase. You're at the top of the world, but the only way to stay up is to believe there is another step to go up. As time becomes more stagnant, momentum plummets down the steps. Instead of take it step by step, you tumble, you fall, and the whole way down, it hurts more and more, until finally you hit the bottom. Think about it, I've been there.
I am on the tenth step. The middle grounds where you know you can turn back. But, at the same time, you're half way to a floor where there are unlimited possibilites of another twenty steps. This is the point of no return. I don't give up. I strive for the best. I make things happen, only because I want them to. For now, I live in the middle, holding out my hands to those who wish to follow me, step by step.
note: I miss writing like this. Good night, it is 9:48pm.