The blues. . .

She's felt slightly blue lately. . . not all the time, but sometimes when she's alone. What is the difference between solitude and lonliness? Maybe it's time to go to the oracle in Delphi and ask that question.

At the beginning of the year, all is new. . .

She sits thinking, typing, at night----not unusual for her, but rather rare these days, with little time to write and more time to just sit and ponder. What is it all about? Should writing take a first place among other things. Well, right now, friends come first. Friends and dreams.