Well, life moves on, and the pages of my story turn. More so than my writing is at least, I really need to try and continue that, perhaps that will be a form of escapism for me. Escapism, probably something one gets used to after a while, or perhaps more involved with. But than again, that's life, my life, everyone's life. Well here's to another experience that I won't soon forget, and I wont soon regret. Here's to life.