I've had an epiphany! Lighting has just struck my brain, let's hear it for the most fabulous thinking room in existence: the bathroom (come on cheer I know you want to) I somewhat get the tree. I don't really understand it's purpose or why I was there, but I do understand a little of what happened while I was there, and why I'm obsessed with it. I am now more than ever certain that the tree inside an eye is the tattoo I'm going to get, when and if I ever get up enough courage and stamina to do so. (which might not actually ever happen. . . I mean seriously I've been thinking about this tattoo thing for like 5 years or is it 6 now. Anyways since before I even had this whole tree experience and if I haven't done it yet, what makes you think I'm ever really going to) at any rate I was talking about the tree and the thought that occurred to me while I sat mostly idly with my pants around my ankles was along the lines of explaining a lot of other things that have happened to me, or rather inside of me since. And by golly I think I might have found some answers and in doing so I have found a story actually worthy of writing out, although I'm still way too skiddish to actually write it about myself. I still have to do it fantasy style, but now it's too close to the truth and I can't even bring myself to share it with the people who have pretty much read every other thought to cross my mind for. . . Oh how long has this site been running? Well about that long anyways. But this one is just a little too close to home. In fact if I do end up writing the story I may never be able to publish it. Or at least not till I'm old and grey and the people who know me now are all mostly dead. Pride is wired stuff isn't it? Ok well the best thinking room in existence is calling again (dang drug levels too high)

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