Two and One-Quarter Grains of Salt

It’s been fun spitting little sparks of fire this past year. But I’m at my best when vomiting an inferno.
In 2016, I grew soft and cautious.
I have no resolutions for 2017, only the promise to double down and play the bet.
There were high peak moments, there were lowly betrayals, and there was a middle path that I always sought to tread in 2016.
In 2017, A Black Wave Cometh.
To burn.

Let us not enter into temptation.
Unless it sounds really fun.

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