imagine you're the conductor of an old steam engine screeching up a foggy mountain. behind you are your carriages full of memories, dreams, responsibilities and fears. these carriages are trying to pull you back down the track- back down the mountain. you're not sure how far you've come or how far you have to go, but you know it's impossible to stop. you realize that you alone are responsible for the operation of this train. you realize you don't know your destination. you realize you can't see through the fog. you realize you have to keep going. no matter what. also this blog is occasionally nsfw.