Saturday, August 13, 2011

The Lonely Race

I do not hold the same values as any of you.

That does not make me special. Or retarded. That's just me, baby.

For years, decades, I have been on a lonely race with myself. I was and still running, to find why and where.

Though I must say, these days, you can usually find me at the drinks stand, getting extra cups of isotonic drink.