start again (sorta)

well, it's been a day or two and it feels like a lot longer but it was not that long and yet i am just realizing that it was two whole nights that i skipped the writing and computer cuz i let the mind fall asleep on wednesday evening and watched tv with jackson and let myself fall asleep even before she did last night and i slept more than twelve hours in four hour naps since then, actually about 16 hours, and feel strangely rested, though not quite refreshed which is a fine line that would take more time than i have at the moment to delve into for an adequate explanation but suffice to say that the former is physical and the latter is deeper than just merely mental...

and as much as i crave the writing (i know, it's an addiction for millions of you loving loyal fans and i do hope you have not gone through horrible withdrawals but if you have, just remember, chocolate... seriously, chocolate), but there are so many things to do today... sleep sends the seriousness to sillyland sometimes, ya know?...

and just as i start tapping the keys, just as i start reaching outside of myself in this written way for the first time in about 64 hours or so, here is happiness, who has been quiet in the bedroom all day, coming out and begging for attention... just as i attempt the delicate leap into my head to find whatever has been accumulating in there over the past few days, here is a living breathing needy distraction begging for attention... and i love him but sheesh, whatever happened to the writing i used to do, aye?... so the staring dog continues staring as i type and inflences the writing as you see and in ways you may never see and whatever would have been is not and whatever is, is...

what i hope to do in the next hour is catch up on the past few days and provide you with some semblence of the entries you are used to reading here as if i was never gone but one hour is not much time for the so very cool stuff that has inspired my mind over the past few days and just waking today to the wonders of imagination goes back back back back back back back back back back back back back oh? (what?... you didn't know where my mind was this morning?) back to whatever was and is there in the force or dark matter or whatever that spurs imagination, so i shall be brief...

laughing at brief, of course :)

until later, aye?...