I stand here before the threshold something definitive. Greatness..
all but a few chains left. feel lighter already..
been weighed down by the burden of the world. like a vigilante who isn't on the payroll.. It IS a thankless job indeed.
Well, its time to give up the Batman cape for the silk robes of a person going into exile. Exile within myself. On a determined quest for knowledge and understanding.
A place without blaring music, booze and minuscule misgivings.
Went for mass after a considerable time spent away and almost immediately, was rudely reminded of all the reason i don't keep up the charade.
A last thought? well, the aftermath of my decisions are going to leave a lot of people feeling like they're shortchanged.. If they do feel thus, turns out, they weren't good for me to begin with.
Everyone can want greatness, few lean towards achieving it, fewer still make the final sacrifices necessary for that final leap.
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