03-06-07| 11:41 pm

One year, I learned limits. How much I could drink, how much I could smoke, how much I could take. How far I could run. How much joy I could feel. How many tears I could shed.

That year, I learned limits but I didn't know until I reached the end, until I reached the limit itself. Limit: noun. Place. State of being. Broken, empty, and alone. That was my limit.

It was an important year.