My mind is saying that perhaps it is time for me to rest, and a few close friends are asking me to please find a way to slow down before I fly apart. At the center of this is a peculiar, silent calm. I don't know. I honestly don't know. All I know is that voice in my head, and the knowledge that it's probably not far off.
Third time's a charm.
Third time's a charm. I am heartily sick of my site. To the casual reader it will seem that I haven't been working on my site much this week. The lack of posts have had more to do with frustration and fraying tolerances than anything else. That was the first time.