With everything going on around here, the more I think about it, and since I guess I'm part of building this monster, as easy as it would be to run or wait until the dust settles, I'm thinking it's probably better I stumbled into this mess now, so I'm here for it, rather than jumping into foreign territory down the road, confused, without a voice. So many commas.
The art is a difficult one to explain, but that's a road, and those headlights are fast approaching. That's my mess. Will I be in trouble, or will they just keep on driving... Something like that.