Friday, November 11, 2011



It is the lovely and crisp time of the year once more.
I woke two days earlier to air fresher and sharper in a cleanliness. This was weather I yearned for -- yet temperaments that chilled my heart. What arrives with the cold reminds me of personal predicaments in the dark. And I don't want to recall some things... yet the winter bears it anyway. Where did the sun go!

You used to have all the answers
And you, you still have them too

Wondering; thinking.