rain pours in the desert today, as i write. i am consumed by thoughts of individuality, and uniqueness... who are we is who we are. and not who we are not. i wonder about my own why's and how's... where i am, and where i want to be. i think deeply upon relativity and reality being what one believe is real, or what is actually real. i'm not sure who decides.

i am not sure who wins. i am not sure why i am caught in this spiral of thought. well, actually, i am sure as to why. i am contemplating one of the biggest things i've ever done in my life... i am in a new york state of mind. ...and the rain falls on the desert.