My silence of late is due to kidney malfunction and psychiatric treatment. As much as I want to keep going forward with all my series, I cannot manage even the completion of. If there were a chance of getting better I would finish. But as I endure this, I know there is no chance for recovery as I am too far gone for such things. My writings will remain free through those old familiar channels.

Monday, October 4, 2010. What do you what to be when you grow up? It is an interesting question that I have been pondering lately. It is strange, it is true, to be asking this question now, in my mid-thirties. You see, I have spent the last six years as a identity-less care giver and butt-wiper. I gave every ounce of effort I had to my children and almost zero to my husband. Guess how much effort that left for me? You guessed it, less than zero. I am tired, and I am burnt out and I want a do-over.

A tiny dot in the big wide world that learned first to speak and then to write. The miracle of it all! Ver todo mi perfil. Con la tecnología de Blogger.

O Lord, Send Me. In An Eternity Not So Far Away.

Humeurs tirées de mon carnet de route de faiseur de bruit au sein de OMSQ. Who the fuck are you? Mardi 20 décembre 2016. Les Hollandais de RMFTM commencent mine de rien à se bâtir une sacrée discographie, avec déjà 5 albums en 5 ans et un split avec White Hills.