(Do what you want to. Do what is wise. Do what is right. Think before you act. Don't just think, act.) "I do what I know I should not do, and not what I know I should." Does any of this make any sense? Who is in charge anyway?
I am making my fingers type these words. I am willing them into existence, yet, with those very same words I present admissions of my inability to apply the will which I am using at this very moment to the situations which are ultimately more important than my need to record my lack of ability. If you've ever been near me during a time in which I could physically not say what I was thinking, it is because in my mind, thoughts were contending for the chance to become something more than merely thoughts. The previous paragraph is close to what that sounds like. Any wonder why I often have headaches... I want to do the right thing, but like most "things" in life, I look at them deeper and harder and longer. Blacks and whites turn into blurry grays and blues and colors that have, until that moment, never been seen. So I don't. (Make the first move. Say what I want to. Realize the possibilities. Do the right thing.) Whatever it is. I'm still looking. What am I looking for? I'll tell you when I see it, if I ever do. Funny thing is, sometimes you realize, and it is too late to do anything. | 
