I FIND MYSELF AT A CROSSROADS. ONE WAY IS MY PAST AND THE OTHER HOPE. I STAND HERE THINKING. IT’S BEEN TOO LONG. GOTTA MAKE A DECISION BUT I’M ON MY PHONE. DEMONS DANCE. I LOOK AT THEM LOSE TRACK OF TIME. WHO CARES ABOUT TIME. THERE IS NO FUTURE. THERE IS NO PAST. I’M GOING NOWHERE AND I’M GOING FAST. THIS CONGREGATION OF ACQUAINTANCES THEY GLORIFY ME. THEY CARE ABOUT ME. THE ILLUSION FADES I STAND ALONE AT THE CROSSROADS. STARING AT MY PHONE