Saturday, March 6, 2010

The Alter Ego

I’m treading on dangerous grounds I know. But I like it in here. It’s fun. The risk makes it all the more desirable – the risk of falling real hard, of slipping and breaking down, of my world coming down crashing all around me.

I’m playing with fire, stoking it, knowing that it might flare up any moment and singe my fingers, perhaps even burn me down. Yet, it’s the sensation of danger that keeps me at it.

I’m a sadist. I love it when it hurts.