Coded Reality.Neglecting any human contact. Sitting in a small, dank room late at night lit up only by the dim, depressing glow of a computer moniter. The echo of hours of hard work on crappy music pounds in my head. Too many browser and terminal windows to count. Folders upon folders of photoshop work. Caffiene drinks scattered all over my desk. God, I think to myself, how much time have I wasted here. Countless hours have gone by that could have been spent with other pysical people. But no, I had to choose to throw on some grunge music and rant in some blog about nothing. But no, I had to choose to learn, to create art, and make some crappy music.Coded Reality.
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I'm not good with children.
I stepped on one once. -- Superman X - Legion of Superheroes animated series
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