Cyclothymic Cister

Before the Internet, I used to lie in bed at night composing thoughts as if I were talking to a wise entity. (An actual face never came to mind). I would re-word and re-phrase the thoughts till they were crystal clear. Now I can blog. And hopefully, there are a lot of wise people with real faces out there who might just comment back.

Sunday, March 04, 2007


My husband wanted to use our digital camera but the memory was full. I told him to go ahead and delete the pictures that I had taken of the moon, as they had turned out black. He said, “I’m glad they aren’t pictures of MY moon." I said, “Yea, the pictures would be overexposed. "


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