thetoffeemonster

The depth of a man's soul cannot be measured in a manner of meters and fathoms, but rather it is in my opinion only quantified by his proximity to heaven and hell.                I was in such a state that I ushered myself past the town tavern, bursting at the seams with the sound of laughter and drunken piano playing. Had it only been a different night, a different place, or a different kind of man passing by the threshold of that innocent pub, the events that transpired at that point would have undoubtedly been drastically different.                 I could only guess if anyone outside that place had a clue, when those