Yesterday was the day, another development, a further step to prove that this year, is my year! I moved into my apartment yesterday, sweet freedom. Fucking freedom! Sorry for the swearing but I'm just on tilt in a good way. 2009 is proving all sorts of shit for me, my own psychological development, it's amazing what a little self worth can do to a person. Euphoric... It's a combination of all of them, really, the freedom and the other aspect... The one that doesn't haunt me so much. But that still matters the most.

Introduction to Derailed: Derailed is my twelfth endeavor. Another book (Movements In White/Black), down the line I continue to go. A split in my personality, the negative (black) and positive (white) voices both screaming out. Like nothing matters. Like they're the only two voices in the world. Well the black one does.