Folded Thought of the Day:

"The first step begins with a journey of a thousand miles."
-- me

Yeah, before you all fire me an email telling me I got it 
backwards, I thought I'd note that I did it on purpose.  
And why would I do that?  

Oh well, some questions go unanswered. 

These are ambiguous times.  And it's high time we start 
dancing outside those pre-laid out footsteps.  You there, 
looking so shy against the wall, I've got my eye on you.  
Are you ready to cut a rug?  To take my hand and get 
stomping?  Can you hear the music, emanating from deep 
within the heart of this matter?  Can you dig it?  

No more Mr. Nice Guy...

Looking through a thick collection of snapshots.  Remembrances 
of a lost weekend and a thickening.  An embrace, and who was 
that girl?.. and why does it look like we're in love?.. where 
was that?.. and who took the picture.  New York.  On any given 
night, when the shift takes hold, everything is possible.  You 
fall in love with the perfect stranger, make your vows, live 
a hundred years together in energetic euphoria, explore the 
spectrum of emotions, the shades of her laughter.  You die 
together in a beautiful embrace, and the darkness spins around 
you and the distant jazz station keeps the time at bay.  
Silver stars dare you to break the spell.  What called you 
back?  What light flashed on the horizon?.. capturing the soul 
of your final moment together.  

How many miles must you travel in this world before you can 
take that first step?  Cause the next one's gonna follow.  And 
before you know it, you're dancing a dance nobody ever could 
have choreographed.  You're spinning on the edge of the universe, 
and those folks gathered along the wall might think you've 
become ungrounded... and they'd be right.  You're in flight.

Gone steppin'...