I think the weather has finally broken - the last two days have been so incredible - the sunlight and breeze, the freshness of air that promises joy in breath ( Read more... )

You say you’ll give me
A highway with no one on it
Treasure just to look upon it
All the riches in the night

You say you’ll give me
Eyes in a moon of blindness
A river in a time of dryness
A harbour in the tempest
But all the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you

The cicada's song ( Read more... )

Love me love me love me ( Read more... )

I know a woman - became a wife.
These are the very words she uses to describe her life -
She said "A good day ain't got no rain,
A bad day's when I lie in bed and think of things that might have been..."

She wanted a little room for thinking ( Read more... )

"We are friends from the beginning: we share grief and ground and gray dread; we even share the sun. We do not speak to each other, because we know too much; we are silent to each other, we smile our knowledge at each other. Are you not the light for my fire? Have you not the sister soul to my insight? Together we have learned everything; together ( Read more... )

In a Past Life...
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12:30 AM - 6:20AM - Fitful sleep of vague nightmares and early morning anxiety ( Read more... )

It's unbearable really. Just about as much as the boys being demanding, squabbling and shouting for attention 3/4 of every day. I think I've finally developed an allergy to life.