Life is short. It's full of mistakes, regrets, dreams, hope, and defeat. Nothing in this existence is ever permanent, for all is replaced in the grand scheme of time. All we may ever do is live in the present, and hope something sticks. I'm just another guy out here, spinning yearns, and weaving stories together. My body is only a vessel for the mind it carries, and with it, I carve my name into the ever-loose sands of this changing timeline. I may not be much, but my words are meant to be heard, for the universe has spoken. Conceited, maybe. Truthful? Possibly. Only the flowing future shall know, until it forgets, and becomes lost in the delicate past. My name is Justin, and I hope that some of you enjoy my works, or find comfort in them.