Do you ever sit in your lonesome and think of how things would have been different if you didn't do it? if you decided this is the only chance you have and what would you have to say if you didn't go, if you didn't make that choice in life. Life has been hard. So many changes have been made to my lifestyle, everything is still moving, everything is still functioning. but at the same time, memories of the past are shrouding over the positive future, death, decay, loss, and leaving. these are thoughts every person probably goes through but at the same time, when they develop these horrible depressions, and creating an ultimatum, what comes from it? hurt, happiness, or just blameful painful neutrality. only people reflect these thoughts onto themselves? but what is a young man supposed to do, these events are on an axis continuing with a revolution of forgotten or at least hopefully forgotten memories, digging up ages of history, like the wind in a desert revealing layers never thought to have existed again, scraping across the and eroding the grains that covered layers of emotions one shouldn't need to feel. these are the thoughts and the facts of life that face every man, such as myself, and it makes me feel cold, lonely, needing the love and compassion of human emotion, and devotion. But no solution is possible the the requiem of a mans desire. only wind,