No honestly. Wow. Well well, I'm overthrown a game I so know back forth my hand to win it. How can I lose this? I guess it takes mad skills for this to work and mad skills exist all right. I'm smiling and I know it'd be a good night. There's nothing left. Congratulations is all I must say. I have finally gone through the grinder and have survived being here on the other side. What do I want now? To pretend I can play or just stage my defeat or a better idea, one I am ever so fond of, to bring back that tsunami of two oh my gosh four. Somebody mentioned road trip and a road trip I must take to see if I've still got it within me. That capability to draw and doodle shapes of circles and triangle. I need strength and my feet flat on this ground. I have gone what the Alaskans would say, "We're so used to it, I'm afraid to think it would change." I think this is the end of all bedtime stories and fairy tales. Congratulations once more my friend for the roller coaster ride I designed but cannot stop, and to which you halted. For the umpteen times that cyclone of romance caught me off guard and threw me seven heaven up above the universe of lust and reasons you know of but lest you understand. For the bone that has left you and all of you. I laugh.
