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"I like the stars. It's the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they're always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here I can pretend...I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that things last longer than moments. Gods come and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds don't last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend."

-- Destruction, Sandman VII: Brief Lives

When I started this journal in 2001, it was meant to be nothing more than a dream log and repository for my writing. Much has happened since, and I nearly forgot that it existed. While filtering through a crumbling pile of nostalgia, I discovered it lurking beneath yellowing photographs and the time I wore my hair pink. Smirking, I remembered why I chose this username. It's funny to think about how much I have changed, but the song "London Calling" by The Clash still sends cold spasms shooting up my spinal column. I figure I'll always have that reaction.