and he jumped up and down like a monkey...

On the bleeding edge of reason, sanity, morality, hope, fear, lust, love, hatred, angst and all those other pretty abstractions.



This is where I used to live.



Running on tracks in pouring rain, well past midnight.



Dropping from a twenty-foot cliff into frigid water.



Getting lost in the vibrations of the redemption's song.



Blood, dirt, sweat, miles...broken hearts and bleeding minds.





I want it all...