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Many stories are being told about climbing a mountain; this one's about faith. |
| It's time that I have to forgo, to let go of what has been inside, troubling, seemingly killing my urges, these are fantasies and dreams, to know what is really going on. Can't figure it. A thousand, a million, countless, they are emotions, feelings, ideas. There was a time I could write. It's so hard, so difficult now. Something is holding up. As you can see, it's been a long time since I last updated this blog of mine. Now I'm trying to counter, to fight, to really let go. But there's a lot of things to do, or things to be done. Procrastinations, lazy writing. And dollars. I have my choices. Which one? Something that can make richer in my mind and spirit, and body. |