Life is ever changing sometimes. People come in and out at increasing speeds as week age. The dilation of time of awe inspiring. As a child days were like years waiting for Christmas but as a adult one season rolls into the next at a breakneck pace. The modern nature of the 24/7 world does not help this phenomena. But what can one man do, I am not Atlas and I cannot move the world no matter how big a lever I can find.

In other news I have finally pulled the trigger and entered the writing contest. I am behind but will catch up to the 50k word limit by the end of the month. I just scrapped my outline and I am going free form on the mad monkey and interested to see what get regurgitated by my fingers.