Ok, so, I will be at the quarter century mark this weekend. This used to freak me out. Now these things don't hit until the least expected moment. I take comfort in the fact that I seem to be able to want to listen to classic rock exclusively these days, lots of things I used to love just don't work anymore, things I've said I've wanted now seem hollow. Some little puzzle is forming in my brain having to do with taking more control over my life. I don't know what this is. It's unexpected. I feel like my vision is razor-sharp. I'm not blind, I'm visionary. Little misunderstandings of myself. My presents and actions (my *presence*) this year will all go towards this vague unknown goal, formed finally by one more viewing of 'Easy Rider', 'Baba O'Riley', trips to mountains, Mexican tequila, cheese fondue, straightforward girls. All seems like everything and nothing. The break a psychic told me to give myself years ago is coming.