Tuesday, May 26, 2009


My guts feel queasy. Could be depression, anxiety, stress, the collective moodswings, waivering health, the night before, whatever but the sensation is creeping. Backed into a corner, i retreat and want to re-create, to find afresh, to turn a leaf. Sadness blocks aspiration. It helps to find sanctuaries around town outside the home. It's important to be out there so something may happen...

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