Monday, December 26, 2011

Sleepless in Desablon 1

It's been a while since I've been here, but I return reluctantly at the call of the witching hour - the glow of the screen the sound of my fingers striking every key. Once again slumber has abandoned me; but like many unpleasant things in my life I have grown use to the experience and it no longer vexes me. I'll be here till it;s ready again to drop in and say hello.

But it serves a purpose, a purpose of which at this moment is unclear, but a purpose all the same. Perhaps it is to tell me that it is time for a return to a different side of me, a side where I continue along my path of growth, learning, writing - back to my path of enlightenment. A new day dawns, as does the new year and it is time I rediscover me...

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