People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much

This darkness in which I stand is void. I am alone with naught but my work… and naught but my thoughts. Though on occasion, he stands besi…

Much have I wandered From one life to another. My sorrows I have pondered, injustices that threaten to smothe… A mind of barbs and brambles

So, you don’t drink? or smoke? So, you are better than them? You let them use you, and you take the fall for them,

A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads

Forces of Nature more powerful than earthquakes, than tsunamis, the bane of happiness

In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,

Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide

Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future

That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?

Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know

The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.