Things to consider and things to do. Things that wither and all those that are new. Things long gone. Things I should pawn. All these things I lose and all these things I gain. All these things I choose and all these things of pain.
This is a story about things I don’t understand and things I am expected to know. Things for which I have no plans and things in places I won’t go. Things that I cling to for far too long. Things that I’ve been through that felt so wrong. The childhood things that haven’t left me and the adult things that are coming to get me. Things that define me and things that confine me. This is a story about things and all the trouble they bring.