I feel like I’m a knight without a horse. A knight without any worthy opponents, just a bunch of backwoods rabble who wouldn’t be able to stand much less brawl, in a fair fight.

A knight with nothing to fight for.

I think I’ve read too many fairy tales, too many myths. Those worlds are dead, and the real world is infinitely more crude, ugly, and debasing than any monster that could have been tossed forth from the pages.

And the problem now, versus back then, evil is ubiquitous. There is no cut and dried form it takes. And I’m just muddling along with nothing to fight for.

My life, as it stands, continues on in the search for stability and pay. And whatever interests me. How fucking empty is that?

I wish there were some dragons to slay. Cause I’d totally kick their asses.

World War 2 as fought by people playing an RTS.

it was one of THOSE days today.

but all in all, I’ve got through most of it. Now I’ve just got to get through Rivers Meeting Project and I’m good to go until tomorrow.

I even got some homework for mythology done too. whoa. I know. Crazy.