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I love new blank pages, so many things waiting to be expressed. Things waiting in my head.

And yet, I never seem to be able tow rite it all down, for fear, lack of self confidence, or any number of things.

So I return after a while of not posting. I'm sorry to all of my readers. I hope to be able to update more regularly now.

There are horses who go past the house at about 9:00 every day, I never hear them return. Maybe they are ghost horses, going up to the ancient burial site, to rest?

I felt 'it' again 2 weeks ago, outside. I was talking with Lisa, on messenger, and suddenly felt 'it'. That presence was right outside my window, on the other side of my monitor. I suppose it was kind of comforting that I had the monitor, and computer between me and whatever lurks out there. But still...

The moment I felt it, and felt my spookies turn on, Lisa dropped offline, and my messenger font became all messed up. I've never warranted so much attention from the others before. I don't know why I am so interesting to them these days.

Well I made it move on eventually, but I still worry about a return.

More up-to-date news: Today I awoke to bright sunshine, and a cold room, though looking outside now, it's all dark and has a feeling almost of autumn.

At least that DVD I had ordered ages ago had arrived finally, that book too, "Last Mysteries of the world."

Well it looks like a really good read; there are a lot of pages to work through it seems. It makes me happy to have such an old book, the date indicates that it's from 1978. Mind you the oldest book on iron aged remains is the best, 1950-something that's from. It must be like a classic or something.

Oh well, I should get on, I still have some art to finish before bed, or I hope to anyway. Wish me luck? smile