Having, seemingly, decided early this year that I needed to fuck up my life as much as possible by the end of this decade, I am now left with trying to piece things back together again. I have no one to blame other than myself; I am the architect of my own ruin. I hope that this "opportunity for growth" will allow me to emerge as a better person, but right now it hurts like hell. I know that there are many things that I need to change in my life. Its sad to be this old and realize how little I have lived.

Let me give you advice in a verse
Time, as you see, has no reverse
(so) take the driver's side door
or else, my dear, then you're
just a passenger in your own hearse