Not Wily's Castle

Okkusenman always gets me. Almost every time I watch that video, the original video, I cry. There is something sincere about it. The animation and the song lyrics depict a view of life that should remind I think everyone about the pains of growing up. Who doesn't remember imitating their favorite super hero? Who hasn't moved apart from friends, only to wonder what happened to them years after? Or am I the only one who has picked up a toy from childhood, wondering happened to the those simpler times?

Yeah, I didn't think so.

As I said, every time I get to the second recital of the chorus, when the protagonist sees himself as a little boy out the train window, I cry. I cry, because it reminds me of what I've lost to grow up. I think it's a universal loss.

Something I'm Writing

Okay folks, I haven't written here for a while. I actually haven't been writing much period. But I realize that's because I have some lingering feelings that I have to express and remove. So I've begun writing a little personal entry about events from six months ago.

What I'm writing I don't think will be quite suited for this space. It's not something I feel should be seen by the light of day. However, if any of you want of copy of it, just shoot me an email. Depending on who you are, I might give you a copy, I might not.

Expect more frequent updates to this dear blog of mine. I've neglected it, and I intend to show it the love it deserves.

Goodnight blog, goodnight world.