empty space

one of the hardest things is to be quiet.

to keep silent and yet be encouraging; i elaborate
to extend love and support, and at the same time not say anything

when you really want to say something

to rebuild.


..."words are very unnecessary/they can only do harm" -- depeche mode

brief interlude

i'm still here. still plugging along bit by bit.

now i have a nest to care for...

who would have thought?

certainly not me.

the penguins are going at half speed, one group in opposition to the other.

confetti left on the floor still, along with the odd party hat, and forgotten shoe.

i'm just glad everyone took their undies with them. ;)