Yo! Hey? Hi... NO... NOT YOu...Ok, OK...YEA, YOu!

Welcome to my Life standing under THE Fractaled Payne from inside looking out.  Often feeling trapped within my own conscience, this is a conscious choice to never look back toward a time I often try to forget where I became a prisoner within my very own life.  That is, until a song, a smell, a trigger of any kind forces a remembrance of a lifetime that doesn't feel lived by the person I have become today as a result.

If you've ever felt something similar, finding my little corner of this world was not merely coincidence but a survival method of last resorts.  So get comfy in my space (No, not MySpace!... but do YOU remember YOUR "Top 8"??? and what do they mean to you now?!), make yourself at home, grab that journal left open right there on the wrong side of the end table, flip through the pages and feel free to scribble in the margins, and stay as long as you like (jus don't settle in, cause we gotta draw the line somewhere these days!).