Someone took a spoon to the clouds in the sky, like half and half in a cup of black coffee.

My will is stronger than it has ever been. My desire to move forward is ever present, becuase I'm tired of lingering on the past. It will never be forgotten, but there's not much time left to toy with regression. This is my one life to live, and above all other things, living is what I will do. Simplicity is me.