Icarus's blog: "Hurts to watch."

I really need to get off my ass and start priming.
"Maybe tomorrow" is slowly creeping on "maybe next week"

what am I afraid of?

There's no way I love Berserk this much. I'm already halfway through 20 years of content.

I dunno.

I need to mow the lawn.
I need to clean my house.
I need to trick my dog insto not eating her tail.

I need to find a reason.

That bloodlust I used to feel.
Soothed by the smooth descent of the sword.

That wanderlust I used to feel that first step out the door.

Adventure
I cried with small torn bits of grass and soft gravel falling from my hand
catching in the gentle plains' wind

Now barely a whisper.

I guess I'm feeling a little lonely.