Sometimes you realize that the ducks are in a row in your life...And you finally realize "Jeasus God could I have been that wrong?" Then you watch as the world you knew blows away piece by piece. Cry, no you're too big to cry...It's not a sad occasion. Sometimes it seems sad but it's not. It's the change that happens gradually. One thing melts into another into a third and so on. It's not the act that kills it's the after events. FUck I'm to tired.