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"I'd like to drop my trousers to the world. . ."

About ten minutes ago I was in a very self-pitying mood. There are a lot of contributing factors, really, from being fed up with people who tell me how wonderful a boyfriend I would be, but obviously not for them, to the fact that my cold has stolen my voice again, and taken with it this time my ability to breathe (and doing this on the night of a Silent Muse show, no less). But no, I'm not going to do that. I'm not going to question why I keep falling for people and trying to show them love even if they're going to stomp on me. I'm not going to wonder why I keep working and working through pain and sickness only to find that the few things worth working for are always the first things to be taken away. I'm not going to ask why I keep doing good and trying my best when obviously it's going nowhere. And I'm not going to ponder why on earth I'm going to stand up in front of a crowd tonight and perform even when such a thing may strain me well beyond my physical limits. I'm just going to go out and do my best to knock the world on its ass.

You see, I know the answer to all those questions. I do everything that I do for one, simple, solid reason. . .

. . .because I can.