This will be my last post until i return. Unless, of course, the place i'm staying has internet access. (considering the place, it might.) I'm not sure what to expect. The thoughts careening through my conscious are all of preparation and timing. But i know that, lying dormant in my subconscious is the problem at hand and those decisions still unmade.
I hope to all the stars in the sky that this trip helps me to come to terms with so many things, but especially with myself, and my life. I'm frightened of the decisions i may make but i'm more frightened of not making a decision and letting the forces that be decide my own fate for me.
Call this a last, desparate attempt to put this mass of days lumped together by sleeplessness and responsibility into some sort of order and meaning. Chaos is definitely a spectator sport.
So that's my plan. Channel all the chaos out of my life and into the craps tables, bars, attractions, shows, lights, booze and poker rooms of Las Vegas.
Here's hoping Destiny likes my plan.
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