Today I realized how easy it is for memories to fade into pictures that have to be located on a dusty bookshelf in the corner of a room. I made you out of my own mold with such precision, but yet I still find it a challenge to express this unique character openly. The game felt like it had finally come to an end but if there is still a breath left to breathe the show will go on. Now is the time to use the bathroom, get a refill, stock up on popcorn and have a cigarette for the action is mild but it is due time for a climax.
September 22, 1998