It's strange, life is. Just when everything seems like it will never change, like that gum in the cracks of your shoes, or like when you scream and you aren't sure if what you heard was your own voice, everything changes.

It's strange, life is. Just when everything seems like it will never change, like that gum in the cracks of your shoes, or like when everything is perfect.

I've been in Portland for a year now. This website is a year and a half old. The time is screaming by like a mad mother chasing her childs murderer. Holy Crap.