There she is...

I"m taking a moment to update this sucker since i can't really cruise over here for short spurts of time during work to update this deal.

I finally have enough to do.

Yessssssssssssssssssssssss.

Plus, who really wanted to look at dead bodies right at the top there anymore?
not i, said the cat.


You know that second amidst tragedy where everything seems clear, no matter how dramatic it seems - and you can finally express every mood; ever word; everthing you couldn't express before?

Sure you do, because this moment is only periodic... and when it's so refreshing to have such a clarifying moment, then it is pulled out of your grasp just moments after you've settled deep into it's warm spot - you have remnants of this feeling.

It's overwhelming.
It's genuine.
It helps you make decisions.
And it's not really sad... but it's a little looming... and can cause terminal time spans of... numbness.

I've been stuck in this "moment" for about a week now... more teetering on the edge of it---

No...That's not right.

More, like this particular moment is a giant swamp of mud and my right foot is deeply implanted . Feels kind of good -Kind of gross.

I think anything luke-warm and squishy would do that to you.

But for all of you who wish you could hang out a little longer when you do experience this very glimmer of hope - i'm here to tell you that over-staying your welcome isn't exactly the cat's pajamas...

Other than that... i've been reading a lot.
of books.
mostly because i haven't been able to use my writing outlet... and I think, just like good chocolate - i've been in dire need of some good expression.

Inspiration.

Just some sort of driving force, because i really feel like crawling into the passenger seat and letting someone else take over for awhile.

Until a better day...