Absence.

I haven't posted anything new in ages. There is so much to be said - so much so, that I am unable to phrase any of it most of the time. Everything is spinning. "Seasick yet still docked" is an image that springs to my mind, actually. And I suppose none of it is really a bad thing. It's just that I am finding it difficult to understand what is going on around me, and worse still, within me.

Someone pass me a paddle, please.


But when I find the time and motivation to put everything into words, I shall do so. :)

Good night.

Often a true word spoken in etch-a-scetch.

"Because iniquity will be multiplied, the Love of many will grow cold." (Matthew 24:12)


Don't ever let my Love grow cold. Please.

'Is your Love really Love? Is my Love really Love? I think our Love isn't Love, unless it's Love until the end.' (Clouds, ACB)