flashback.

There are moments when I forget who I was and what has happened to get me to the point where I am right now. But mental triggers bring back a fleet of memories and my mind is immersed in the fragmented narrative I subconsciously called forth. I can't believe I've gotten this far and it hasn't even begun yet. This is only the beginning of something much greater. This year sings my name in a tune I can't help but marvel in. I'm throwing my carcass into the river and I will not look back.