Mine is a story of false epiphany. I do not offer insight. This is the story of my life. It is not a source of inspiration and those seeking such will be disappointed. And if they find inspiration, then they will have found it in a place where none exists and the inspiration that they will have gleaned will be meaningless. Mine is a lamentation of the passage of time. Mine is a cry for times long past that can never be again. That can never be changed. Mine is a story of doubt. Mine is a story of obsession. It is nothing more.