And have you heard voices? I've heard them calling my name. Is this the sweet sound that calls the young sailors?

The voice might be one and the same.

But: I've heard it too many times to ignore it; it's something that I'm supposed to be.

Here I am. All alone. Feel sorry for me ( Read more... )

No new news to report, really ( Read more... )

There is a real pretty librarian that works here.
Once, I had a bag full of books, and the handles broke. The books fell, and the librarian saw! And it has never been the same since.

But I wanted to communicate with people.