...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
... my "Keep In Touch" pages ... my "Keep In Touch" pages ... my "Keep In Touch" pages ... my "Keep In Touch" pages ... my "Keep In Touch" pages ...
A Journal of Sorts
"talk about some relief
how to get it without playing the thief
how to count the great reward
I got it all but wanted more"
~ rumblefish ~
so ok... the process of catching up on the past couple of months is underway (all the smatterings of babblings being carelessly scattered about as let my written gardens for a while to trust other places with my words)... hopefully the pages will finally be uploaded onto the new server (if you're reading this, then its been done)... there appears to be not enough time in a waking day or night to do all the things asked of me (not to mention the things I'd like to do)...
not to mention finding another source of income (minor details, huh?)...
in my case, I had it all... and I wanted someone to share it all with... and sharing it all means risking losing it all... and so I did... and now I am alone again (naturally) and wondering how much of it all I want now...
being basically existential is rather unique in this culture...
I mean... who just wants to share each other?...
