life before the monster

When you've only got one little shimmer of sunshine, you capture it best you can.

As the old saying goes, "sometimes loving someone means letting them go.

In my limited realm of experience, beginnings led to endings.

Freedom is a double-edged ideal, because true freedom comes without the protection of laws that also enslave us by defining us--female, male; Christian, Islamic; good, evil. All at the whim of a frail minority.

The truth is, I've always been afraid of letting anyone get too close. I built a wall around me, a barricade to hide behind those few times someone wanted entry to my heart.

Grown up? Me? I suppose I have. Killing things, and almost killing myself, must have changed me some, after all.