Maybe I should be a little more hesitant on change... maybe I shouldn't wish for a diversion in scenery...maybe I should be more concerned with who exactly I offend and who I should ward off. But, I guess it's like so many other things, there's a fine line between reality and being screwed up, love and hate, exceptions and rules.
And I seem to spend a remarkable amount of time teetering on the edge of it all. I'm curious to see where I get to with this. Bear with me, this is only the beginning.