the well at the edge of midnight

[farheavens]

Behind me the waves break in a grey-blue chaotic froth against a lonely shore that shows no evidence of caring, it's worn face the colour of pitted steel blending lightly into a thick comb of snow as the loom of the land rises away from the endless surf. Feet dragging in a steady, if langourous, rythm I travel without concern to the nearly

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[gabychka]

Your writing is extraordinary...

[farheavens]

Really? Thanks. I'm not so sure about my last entry...I dunno...not enough, err...something. But thanks ;)

[farheavens]

I've been ok. Last week/weekend I was kinda out of the picture with a seminar I was at, and for some reason I seem to be running around more then usual. But for the most part all is good. I need to do some grocery shopping, clean the kitty litter, and put out the trash, but not too many complaints otherwise. Oh, and getting some sleep would be a nice change also. A friend moved and I picked up some books she was getting rid of. I've been reading Anthony Bourdain [controversial foul-mouthed New York chef] and T.S. Eliot [which I got from the aforementioned friend] both of which I'm enjoying.

You guys need to come over at some point. I picked up some new movies, although they may not be new to you folks. I may be having some people over this saturday for movies and such...we'll see.

How've you been? Hows things within work? How's things without work?