'in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me....' - e.e. cummings

i had a strange, juxtapositioned night....a melange of elation and misery....beauty and ick. i emerged from one thing in particular feeling like i needed to hear what was true.....and so i did. i spoke it aloud to myself and read it on the screen of my laptop, blinking off of a welcomed IM....it restored me - the truth. once again, the gospel brings me home....

and in the most random, off-handed moments, i feel my coldness being wrapped in warmth. and in the midst of my maelstrom of a brain, there is peace and a center....

and there are plenty of things to make me smile.....and not everyone knows what they are.

and that's more than fine with me:)