I took the one less travelled by,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Robert Frost, Fire and Ice
There is nothing much to say, really, besides the fact that I am utterly lazy, gutless, and heartless. But these aren't just values that can be easily slapped unto an orphan's head, no?
If you recall, not too long ago, you took a baseball, swung it, and accidentally(?) cracked my tiny skull open.
My Righteous and Kind Self nosedived into oblivion.
It was a long, long way down, so don't expect me to climb back up as swiftly as I did once at a playground gimmick.
I am too old for that now, and too weary.
