Spring: my most favourite season. A time for mother nature to oversee control of endless new beginnings on the land.. The grackels have arrived, along with the cowbirds.. Annoying birds most call them but for me are a treat, since this area of the city where I have hung my hat the last 6 months seems void of animal life beyond the quadrapeds attached to a leash held in check by their human partners while on their daily exercise jaunts..


Sunday: A day not unlike any other.. Daily toil needs never change, same old things, just a different day.. Sky is overcast, low cloud cover, not a speck of blue anywhere - near rain yet holding off.. Huge pot of stew brewing for next couple of days eats, tunes, Linkin Park Meteora, "Somewhere I belong" haunts my inner soul.. Over and over I play the CD.. Will I ever get it together? Will I ever belong anywhere? Find the real me before my time is up, before it's too late?

Ho Hum!!

Haven't been in one of these moods in months thankfully.. Wandering room to room, wondering if there is any life worth the trouble I dance within.. Reclusive works best for me.. Nobody for now can touch or step inside my revolving door. Is best anyway as I trust no-one, not even me at times.. Circumstances have brought me to this place where I have become "Numb".. Safe yet weary at times.. This Sunday I am touching on my world lost.. No poetic scripture at all..

Long time no posting here. Not that the interest died, nor that I lacked the time, just for whatever reason I followed another rocky road.. Now some 7 months later, having not lost any more sanity, able to rant now and then as most of us can and do, is time to be back here chattering about nothing on and off as the days pass.. Spring is in the air..