So my latest thing is writing.

Letters, notes, lists, stories...doesn't matter really.

I just want to write.

Those of you who bother to read this nonsense, will see some part of it, in some shape or form, on some day or another, some way, some how, somewhat thrown together, sometimes relevant...more than likely not.

You see the only purpose this 'hobby' serves is to clear my head of the excess blah...of which there is plenty.

I have no doubts that, like the drawing and the painting and the quilting and the mosaics, it will suddenly STOP one day, allowing me to build up another inner collection of fluff to throw out, in some random form or another, to an unsuspecting bunch of very patient, very tolerant friends.

I wish you well.

LOVE!!