My mind is full - of insights, and ramblings, too. It's mostly - provisional... I can't believe just last night I was writing limericks, or needing ice cream as a sort of compensation.
Tonight I have spared you several preposterous posts. Family sagalettes, cod idealist philosophy, weak jokes, pretentious meaning-of-life pronouncements...
But change is afoot. At the moment I have a hundred times more things to declare than I have words for. A good night of dreams will deal with most of them
rubychoo



Well then...
It's the wooden hill for you...