I think I might start writing here again. Is anyone around any more?

I've been on Facebook a lot lately. It is so easy there, a few characters to type that generally don't say anything ( Read more... )

Little things matter

Probably the single one second in time that has led to my greatest freedom was the day I managed to go to bed with a dish in the sink and forgave myself for it.

I don't get it but

Whenever I take my glasses off I can't hear as well.

Right now I am so disgusted with a few people that all I can imagine is how a good dragging behind a pickup truck near Fabens would do nothing but improve them ( Read more... )

I only forget this when things are too hard for too long and I think that forgetting this makes the hard stuff all the harder and maybe - just maybe I need to remember really who I am ( Read more... )

Head go splody again this week. Happens almost any time I lie down for a good long time ( Read more... )

Every once in a while I have a perfect moment. Just a split second sometimes, in which everything in the world makes sense. For that brief ideal time, I understand everything, I know what I should do and what I want. I know how to see the world in harmony and joy. Love and serenity take over everything ( Read more... )

This last weekend was not the most auspicious start to my next year and failed in many ways to deliver all I had expected. However, I learned a few things ( Read more... )

Send more questions, please.

Will you ever get married again? I have no idea but I don't think so. I suppose if something perfect comes along I'd have to consider it but really. I am liking the solitude, quiet and freedom ( Read more... )