Tuesday, December 12, 2006


All ambitions are lawful except those which climb upward on the miseries or credulities of mankind.
Joseph Conrad


I've been writing about my difficulties in finding my voice since my return to the bunker. I've realized my problem, it's my lack of a muse. Despite my protestations of complete independence, I've come to realize I do need someone to get this muscle under my ribs "a-pumpin".

This dearth of passion is good for my emotional base line, days are free of ups and downs, but the ups and downs are what get me excited. Funny, when you have them, you want them to stop, when you don't have them, their absence affects you in ways you didn't expect.

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