Mood:  amorous

And so im back. Time has passed.

 I have moved back to my parents place.  Im finally restoring balace to my life.

 Doors open left and right, my life seems to have exited the darkness for now.

To my left, there is a path of waiting, for something that may never happen, down there, i do not know what will come from this path.

 To my right, a plethora of possibilities vibrant and confusing but a direction im very inclined to take.

Reduced from 9 to two the potency of my mind has increased exponentially.  Watcing myself i see that in truth this change has helped me. Im focussed and less distracted. I can see clearer now.

I watch the long game now, trying to fathom what it has instore for me.  I cant see whats in for me. Although i know i wont be returning to the dark for a wile. I hope anyway.

The rain has brought with it a change to the scenery here, the green has come back to this arid land and with it a sense of relaxation, or rejuvination and life. I cant help but absorb this fresh air. It calms and sooths my soul. This long absence from this outlet for my mind has been hard. These ideas percolating in my mind, like a poison in my veins.  Have been washed away with the rain pounding on my sheds tin roof.

The cacophany that brings me from my sleep  it assults my ears, but i cant be angry. Its a balm to my ears.

And so ill end this with a piece i wrote from a dream i had the other night.

"An emerald carpet flows along the hills. The wind beneath is cold and fast.  Propelled towards a vista i do not know, the sun blazes its last glory. A face, i have seen but are yet to see. A saviour? only time will tell."