I know some of you don't believe in god or anything but riding home from the movies tonight I had an epiphany. I had become complacent with this chick. She seemed like everything I wanted, but deep down I know I didn't come out here to date her, or at least not yet.
I came out here to follow my dream and that singular purpose had been put aside for a moment while I was off on a tangent, a wonderful tangent but a tangent none the less (for now).
She has snapped me out of that, but at the cost of her. She was the sacrificial virgin.
This was all meant to be and I've seen it in a vision.
Either a vision or I should really start paying more attention to the "use by" dates on packs of raw chicken.