We think about it, sing about it, dream about it and lose sleep worrying about it. When we don't know we have it, we search for it. When we discover it, we don't know what to do with it. When we have it, we fear losing it. It is the constant source of pleasure and pain, but we don't know which it will be from one moment to the next. It is a short word - easy to spell, difficult to define and impossible to live without.
15/10/1989, into fast cars, black/silver/grey, good foie gras, poker, a degenerate gambler. Hooked on appealing visuals and in love with the world's most retarded poker player, Lance.