"You're getting things fack to bront!"

I miss you, Pa.

Anything

So, a crazy thing happened to me at 3 o clock in the morning.
I'm not going to say what happened, because I'm far too lazy for that.
The main moral I want to pull out of the crazy thing that happened, was that it made me realize anything really is possible.
As in anything.

an·y·thing/ˈenēˌTHiNG/

Pronoun:

Used to refer to a thing, no matter what: "nobody was saying anything"; "have you found anything?". Used for emphasis: "I was ready for anything".

But am I "ready for anything"?



So close to the end; So close to the beginning.

Still far away from where I belong,

But it's always the darkest before the dawn.

Fitting squares into circles.

I think I'm having something resembling a midlife crisis. But, you know, excluding the 'midlife' bit.
My mind is all over the place. As far as I know, I don't know anything anymore.
There aren't even any more words for me to write to explain how I feel, and that never happens.
I just... can't anymore. Can't do what, right? I would tell you, if I actually knew.
So that's it.
That's all I can say.
Rant is far from over, but it has taken on a hair-pulling, fist-clenching form instead of being in the form of words.
.... Yeah. Yeah, that really is all I can say. 
Hey God, I'm glad You are constant.

I'm gonna go now.