A statement of truth. A statement of frustration. A statement of love. Everything in between. Such is life, the paradox of our existence. What would you do for your dreams? What would you do for someone you love? ... What would you do for yourself? The way life moves, and how we move through It, decides our character, our spirit and our aspirations. Will these ever align? Maybe they already are, and its us that just can't see It. I believe in the midnight kids. I believe in the ones in the shadows, in the streets and in their bedrooms, dreaming. This a bit of the story of my own experience in this thing we call existence.