Out of the clutches of Circumstance;

So here I sit; in the middle of no where, in a fairly dangerous job; working in the -30+ cold... living how man was not ment to live.

And I can't help but smile.

Tonight, for the first time in a while I experiance a moment of perfection.

That here I am doing what I'm supposed to be doing. Being where I should be at the time I should be here.