Monday, December 5, 2011


So nice.  Oh, to be left in peace.  To be regarded as irrelevant.  Finally.  To have been forgotten.

When one is too good at something, they're always expected to be the superhero. There to save the day.  Time demands are incredible.  Pressure cooker city.  And years after the fact, you realise the glory just wasn't worth it.  The headaches, the stress, the lack of personal time, the lost sleep.

I am now what I used to hold in contempt.  But I am where I'm at for a reason.  I have come to the conclusion than nothing is worth anything in the realm I am stuck in for a little while longer.

The Veil doth thin.  A little at a time.  In tiers.