I've been thinking about the detours one takes in life. Detours, I mean, from one's supposed course, one's projected path.
I don't want to go all Dante on you or anything, but...
I've been thinking too about Ovid's Metamorphoses, about -- you know -- how everything becomes something else.
Fuck metaphors. I'm talking about something else. This is serious. Really.
Anybody out there?