April 21, 1987: I am born. a hundred people also lost their lives in a bus bomb in a country that I didn't even know existed.
That is about as significant as things get.
We live in an ever expanding universe where existences multiply, tangle, and intertwine. Somewhere in the middle of this abstract network is me, Titus.
A series of events set fourth by catalysts too obscure to mention has led you to this particular parcel of existance. Regardless of whether or not you subscribe to the belief of fate, you are now you are browsing through my likes/dislikes, judging my character by what I've published on this web page. Perhaps you've noticed that I keep a blog. If you venture to read it, you will quickly realize that, like most blogs, it's about nothing. Perhaps the purpose of your visit was simply to completely waste a few moments of your time. Maybe you will leave with a thought.
I'll warn you that I'm not really anything special. I'm just your average joe living life one day at a time, persuing that american dream which consist mainly of material posessions that are ultimately meaningless. Anything you see here is a product of my boredom and as such, will likely serve no other purpose than to spread the dull pain of the aforementioned boredom.
Whether you decide to read on, or move on, I will allow you to view what I want you to see. What you see here in no way represents my true personality. I assure you, the real me is far less interesting and much more whiny.