Yeild.

I'm an extremist.
As far as I'm concerned, it's all or nothing. I get everything you have to give or I have nothing to do with it. Gray area's are for things that don't matter...So, why do I feel like that's where I am?
It's easy to see how bitter I am, it's dangerously obvious. I have no qualm with that condemnation and I accept it for what it is. Actually, I think bitterness suits me, serves me as an old friend that's not really friendly.

'Longing' is a fleeting feeling and I'm not sure if it's as tangible as it seems, but I do know that it wakes me from sleep like a person without a face. Should I be horrified? Or justified, in the sense that I know it's only now real because I document it's existence? Do you understand, Reader? Is it only a problem because I recognize my concern for it? Perhaps, it's not even as strong a feeling as I make it seem. Perhaps I feel I should feel strongly, but I simply feel reminiscent.

I appreciate the truth, not matter how many thorns it brings.