Losing Touch

Why is it that the people we lose touch with, or even just lose, seem to be the ones that mean the most to us? I’ve been wanting so badly to hear the voice of a friend I once talked to every night, even if we never met in person. He saved my life simply by being my friend and listening at a time when I believed I had nothing to keep going for.

Thank you Greg, I miss you, more than words can ever say. Wherever you are now, I will always be your friend.


Writer’s Block

Why is it that regardless of how clearly I see what I want to write in my head, that my mind goes blank as soon as I sit down at the computer to type? At this rate, if I am lucky, I will make the best seller list sometime next century.