Worlds rest atop our backs, but we endure. Then a fly lands atop the pile and casually breaks us in two. Survive. Rise. Heft your world. Go on. If for no other reason than to spite everyone and everything that forged our burden.
Greetings, profile reader! I am Dave: chronic insomniac, eternal 12-year old, and aspiring writer. I have a blog where I review movies and share geek news at. Here I hope to work on some other writing that doesn't involve super heroes (PROBABLY), and get some feedback from the community. @sleeplessdave on Twitter