Time is never time at all
You can never ever leave without leaving a piece of youth
And our lives are forever changed
We will never be the same
The more you change , the less you feel
Believe , believe in me, believe , believe
That life can change , that you're not stuck in vain

The nights are becoming increasingly cool these days. A sign that the summer is slowly winding down. I'm looking back at how much I've accomplished in the last 3-4 months -- career-wise I'm on the right track; relationship-wise I've given everyone who's important in my life the time that they've warranted; and as a person I feel complete again. My self-esteem is not terribly low and it's not ridiculously high. I've done more thinking and maturing over the past several months than I've done in the past 6 years. Over the weekend, as Wanda and I walked around Streetsville in and out of used book and cd shops, I didn't feel as though I was fighting with time to hold onto something close to me. Life wasn't moving too quickly, it wasn't moving too slowly -- it was pacing itself with me. I can't help but think that this has something to do with that red planet that's peculiarly close to Earth this month. I don't read horoscopes and I don't particularly believe in the zodiac signs but Mars does corresponds with my zodiac sign (Aries). Even if this has nothing to do with Mars, I still feel closer than I've ever been to normalcy. Maybe this is where my story begins.