It's been brought to my attention of late that by all appearances, I'm discontented with my life. And I suppose, in one or two vital ways, I am. But I take that out on my friends, and that's not right. Instead I've decided to focus that energy where it belongs, back in to me and who and what I am.
I think things are coming. I think they tried to sneak up on me, like they usually do, but they stumbled across the spider-sense this time. And I spotted it a good ways off on top of everything else, so when it gets here, I'll be ready. But I don't think anyone, maybe even me included, is actually going to be ready for what happens then.
Why do I like that?