i'm a liar, a thief, a stealer of dreams, a walking talking hypocrite, and beliefs once held sacred, are no longer, what once stood firm, now bends in the wind, for there are limits placed on everything, or maybe not everything, but everything i know of, and nothing is as pure as the driven snow, whatever that means, for walls are breached, bulkheads removed, and suddenly, just suddenly, realization arrives with the understanding that things weren't as i had hoped, that my beliefs now did not reflect my actions then, but ex post facto, right? right? right?