There's a story inside the story, battling it out inside of my skull. ONe piece after the other, trying to kill off this part, this "you" no good, this "you" the boss, in control. To me, it's all a frontier, exciting, dangerous, wondrous. Nothing is for sure until you are headed to the shower room with towels not for drying, but for hanging. Then, games end, and it's for real.