Rainy Night

It's one of those night...

I wish to write more, as always, about myself, my feelings, my thoughts. But there are digressions, a drift on impulse, as my world turns fictitious, as if words are lost without the embellishment of lies - yet nothing is deliberate.

So it's back to basic - straight from the heart, all sugary, coated with all things sweet, naviety included. Give me time, I will try, to be myself - again.