He gave me a gift. And I wanted more. A little taste of a good thing and one always wants more. Well now I realize I've got to work with what he gave me because he gave me something amazing. Maybe more will come, maybe not. But I think the trick is to be happy with what I've got. One giant push to help me know where I was before. Who I was before. How this mind clicked and clattered. I'm comming back to the depths of my mind which I haven't adventured into in years. There's a certain level of stupidity that you have to put on in this world in order to survive. I hate that stupidity. I'm angry that that's what I learned to do to protect myself. I miss the way I used to think. But I can feel it blooming, and this is truly one of the greatest feelings there is. Thanks for the push, I'll take a dive.