I've been doing a little maturing in the last few months, and all the better for it. I was always a little skeptical of the whole ordeal, but in small amounts it does a certain amount of good. After all, getting older doesn't have to equal a loss of imagination, right? Care, that's all it takes. And none of this vicarious approach to living people seem overly fond of these days. I mean, I'm all for books and films and photographs, but one must limit themselves to the level of wished-for reality they award such mediums of imagination.

My, I sound like an old man.

Anyway, all this is against the point.
Times are changing, that is the substance of my ramblings.