Tapped back into Margaret Lynch...literally. That helped but I still feel
blocked and unhappy. Too many voices from the past.
Why can't the past just die?
Here comes the Church again, falling on my face like a memory,falling on my heart with a dark emotion.
The worst of it is I feel like I am battling royally at the drop of a hat,
Even Mr.Trivedi has come in for a dose of it,
I feel so desperate to be seen and recognized. I make a fool of myself trying,
like Donkey trying to get Shrek to pick him on the adventure to Dulot.
Why can't I just be happy in the silence of it all?
No more keys this week...just lots of curtain and sadness.
Ex Mea Manua In Tua Manua.
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