So I listen to you, but only so far. And then I thank you as I push you off the edge (earlier than you think).
I know you don't want me to change, you want me to stay my small boxed little self, so you can feel comfortable and not have to move nor get out of the way.
Either you die, or I do. I'm a Phoenix, and you remain ashes.
Changes announced soon. It's all good.
Another imperfect post, accompanied by:
These Are My Twisted Words (Radiohead)
Bad / Wide Awake (U2)
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