This morning was one of those weird mornings when conscious thought wrests my mind from a comfortable dream. I'm are aware of myself trying very hard not to enter the world of the living but my consciousness, like a predatory March fly, continues to throw annoying realities into my head. A door slams somewhere in the distance. Birds landing on the ( Read more... )

To my creative christian-bale.org friend: I wish you all the best on your new endeavour. May your writing bring you great joy and fulfilment. Mio :)