It's been a long time, and I haven't submitted anything new. I'm somewhat disappointed in myself, but feel relief as well. Things have been up and down, and currently there is some balance that I've been experiencing. Probably for the first time in many years. The outlook is good. However, my writing tends to suffer for it. I thrive on my depression to write, and when I'm not depressed, I am happy for it, but I suffer writers block. In my mode it seems much easier to write with a sad heart than a happy one. So for the moments of silence, for those of you that read or have read, thank you. My apologies for silence.

Maybe it's time I find a new way to write, find a new muse, express that with which makes my life happy and fulfilled. I have peace about most things, but to express them is trying and difficult, though it should not be.

I will prevail and overcome the block, and take my breath of Fresh Air.