yesterday. I've made many, many choices, many, many times before, some good, some bad, and others somewhere in between. Thats just how life works, doesn't it. The choices we make, the ones we don't, and even the ones that are made for us. Choices.

Choices in the before, after, now. Choices based on whys. Choices about the hows, the whos and the hwats.

For the first time, in a long time, I chose something different, I chose something better than the myriad choices I have been making that have me holding again in a downward spiraling hedonistic stall, for over six months this time, with no apparent end in sight.

I once had purpose, a direction, a bearing I was...