Wish they had blogs when i was younger...then again, maybe just as well not.

My theory - de sad thing about blogging now is it's the first avenue of release for/from whatever. No more running to big daddy (to the pure all is pure...) to pour out our hearts to him and letting him soothe our hurts, laugh with us,speak to us. big daddy, i love you heaps :)

what's the diff between blogging and talking to yourself in the mirror? guess it's just a matter ofhow you look at it - it's actually quite similar. So, why am i blogging? i think it helps me clear my sleep-deprived fuzzy mind at times, helps me to articulate what's running inside, and hopefully keeps me on the course he wants me to take. It helps me to think matters out with him and maybe one day, it'll bless someone's toesies :)

Let me be ...
... your last leaf on the tree...

P.S. when i figure out how to put the link here so you can read the synopsis of the book i mentioned, i'll put it here ...