Change is inevitable. One minute you're breathing, the next you're suffocating. Heaven and hell, and an escalator to purgatory. Black and white, and a shade of grey. The light at the end of the tunnel is behind you. Gone. Hello again. Your one way ticket to somewhere. The only question is where?
Growing up, as it turns out, is messy. Fun at first, but gets tedious with time. Much like sex. Or that roller-coaster ride you used to love as a kid. The same kid who mistook crocodiles for love making, and who naively believed that fairytales come true. Ten years later, crocodiles live on, love disguises itself as lust, and fairytales are nothing but a distant memory of the future. Extinct.
One fight - the child versus the grownup.
Who is it going to be?