There will be a update here tomorrow. Hopefully.

that damn mraz: TEASE.

He has to point out the obvious.

“Why do we need them if we hate them?” the daughter tiredly asked. “We hate them because we need them,” the mother answered, her speech slurred.

- an excerpt from The Fourth Hand by John Irving.

And a side note, new layout.

If I could define everything I wanted on paper, it would somehow end up to be miles long. Then each item would be crossed off, summed up in one word to be studied, examined and torn apart into each letter and what each letter means ( Read more... )

Flowers and cards abound, enough to fill several cardboard boxes to ship out to soliders across the sea. I would have preferred people to have done that instead of sending them here. Beautiful shades of red, pale pinks and the petals are slowly falling, scattering themselves along the cherry wood desk. There should be cries coming from the cradle ( Read more... )

Did you forget that I existed. I must have forgotten, too.