saki shot. sushi girl. raw like tuna...ah, hell, i don't pretend to know why i'm thinking these things. they're just images from a long ago past. a fresh young thing. i know it. i know it now. the love of my life. humorous isn't it? even more surprising is that it never really mattered. it never really left. like one long argument all these years. i've cursed at the wind. i've hollered at the moon, i've pleaded with the sun. i've given the finger to god.

don't presume to know my intentions. i don't know them myself. the truth is all relative isn't it? and you'll throw in a lie just to garnish it all. i am here. and he's among the mass of billions. such gorgeous atoms, brilliant electricity...