I have been delinquent in writing on this page, TRUE. I put the blame solely on my need to do things the old fashioned way. I have been journaling somewhere else by hand... painstakingly writing each and every word that describes my life - ink, pen, paper and all. It's such a soothing task to be able to slow down and write without the convenience of hitting the backspace key. Day by day, I produce hard pages containing my unedited and shameless thoughts, dreams and dillemmas. I relish the fact that I can touch these pages and within them, I am able to unravel as I wish in my own time and in my own eyes. Right now, that is of utmost importance to me. My privacy means a whole f**king lot and I do not wish to be poked upon and prodded by anyone, except perhaps the Dalai Lama himself.
Business as usual, s'il vous plaƮt?
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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