It's a complex, dark place to be sometimes.  It's like a tangled maze of thorns and weeds with the occasional delicate pink flower.  I don't always know my way around it and I often get lost so I don't expect you to manuever around it with ease.  I just want to be able to call out to you when I am lost so I feel a little less alone.  I thought I had cleaned out most of the mess a long time ago, but as it turns out I just stacked everything in the back until it started to flood into the front.  I am working on it, I am going through the maze with some clippers and garbage can and am going to work on emptying out the clutter and the mess.  I am not sure what the inside of yours looks like but it seems to me a much simpler place to be.  When I have finished the cleaning I will call you in and take you on a tour, but until I am ready, please don't get scared of the dark and run the other way.  We will just focus on the parts with the little pink flowers and clear away the bushes so they can breath and grow again.  Maybe even give them a little bit of sun..

04/06/2006

Posted on 04/07/2006
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