i'm here, still. now posting daily.

hey babee-s.
yes, that's right, it's ok.
well...
when i say ''ok'' i mean the roller coaster it more high than low. its just that
it feels so much more situational, you know, environmental than anything that i actually do.
sigh.
a real mystery hey?

so there is not much movement on the real life stuff, but 1) i'm here - cos daily postings attract attention & 2), well, i'm here.

so i'd better give you summing to read then, summing creative...


it's not so much the night that brings the heartache, but the black that cannot seem to be penetrated for love or money that makes you tense up in the back and in your belly. things happen ''out there'' that may not be in your control, so it is much safer to stay inside. the rain comes. and i am not so much a shut-in as a refugee.

the days aren't that much better. paralysis wrackes every shred of emotional development is still too true but i cannot keep repeating cos isn't it a journey? and don't the dishes still need to be done?