AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGG!!! My heart burns, my mind studders, my words stumble and fumble and fall... today 3 pens ran out of ink on me. (well 2 pens and 1 mechanical pencil) -- is that a sign? did i take a detour? am i going the wrong way? i feel faded and out of place... unguided and reckless. although there is still just an element of actual flying where your feet leave the ground -- disconnected from the easily gripable solid reliance on the giant mass of ground always beneath your feet. do I dare? -- hmm... no reason not to i suppose.