Wednesday, April 8, 2009

So cradle your head in your hands and breathe...

For the ten millionth time in my life, I've feel like I'm standing at the bottom of the well looking up. Up at the bright circle at a distance beyond reach, the circle which you know opens to a whole different world, a world where darkness ceases and sunlight embraces.

There's one of me up there somewhere. I need to climb out this miserable vent and hunt her down.