it is difficult to write when uninvited, superficial and aritificial eyes stare back without a blink. there is no blinking, as these eyes are clear and cold, piercing through with the aid of shoulders carrying them around. why would anyone wish to strip even further in vulnerability when their clothes have been removed for them? these contractural hands have not risen yet today, so I make a voluntary appearance here to be stripped bare.
this is okay, though. the peering shoulder feeling merely feels like a heavy jacket in the canadian weather after a few days. I hope for appropriate editing, however I know my sister will enjoy approval of the things I will think back and find ridiculous. all in good fun. that is all these past few weeks have been.
the past few days have been better. the storm has finally cleared, and the light rain went straight to a promising rainbow. heavy shoulders from a thousand eyes, but next to amazing women it means that I have the capability to be blind. all I see are the things that kep me going, and that is all I really need to see.
work returns in a foreign country. company that is well received, and I am excited to hear from the artificial blond who always makes me play her something new with each meeting. it is my turn to be the insistant. you do not know what you are missing.
with the clear skies in my side, it means that the clouds float on to other regions. may they clear soon. the weatherman has never been the best for preditions, so I will not turn on the television. I will merely cross fingers and love my family.
I am clearly rusty on this thing, and I need to return to my own scheduled programming. however this vacation has been rather sweet and I do not mind holding off more. those who are waiting to assist my music say otherwise, but I'm working on it. it will all fall in place. if I have learned anything these past couple of months, its that things always fall into place. the time and convenience is never relevant.
