...quiet, about a lot of things...

Thursday, December 06, 2007

Almost As Bad As Coal...

Is writers block. I don't get this malady often, as I can drone on and on...


It comes from keeping secrets. Holding on too tightly to (dastardly renegade) feelings. Smiling so long that your muscles twitch with exhaustion.
Eyeing the door a bit too long, with the desire to bolt.
Waiting for the fever to pass.
Not wanting to speak of hallucinations.

ya know..the typical holiday crud.

Please bear with me.
This too, shall pass.
posted by wendy at 12:46 PM


Why does that Christmas song say, "It's the most wonderful time of the year!!"

It's not. I'm fighting the dark tide as well...

12/9/07, 11:16 AM  

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