Like these revelations.

I have, despite these, decided that I can't do this anymore. I have almost done it, severed these ties and cut every cord that could hold me to it.

Almost, and the last remaining thread pulls me back.

So, I was in the shower, and that is where I think about stuff. Because no one can interrupt your thoughts or influence you. The annoying thing is that however good your intentions are, they never become realised once out of the shower. And they were very good.

Since, though I have almost forgotten them.

Feeling:
Listening to:
Pretending: