Home of life
Only to hold.
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Monday, July 15, 2013
How I yearn
To sit by that bridge
With my feet in the chill waters
Of the stream running below
With a light head
a heavy heart
And no sound of people
for miles around.
Yeah. At least I can imagine it for now.
Does anyone here know how to stitch such dreams? :|
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Confession: I have selfish (bordering cryptic) posts here. I trust that you understand and respect that this is a way for me to lay my words in public but know that only I and those concerned will know why exactly something has been written.
It is probably reflective of my private personality but I sincerely haven't intended to write so. Yes, even after all these years I am not comfortable outside of my shell.
Thankyou for your support thus far,