elapse

i used to write daily.  in school, it was an assignment. for my degree, torcher. but now, it is my freedom.

time has gone by. until my new printer comes. until my desk and chair are purchased. until i put my feet down somewhere, here i am with my screen, and the only outlet for this thing of mine. This thing which has, over this elapse of time i call my life- become quite infamous. 

it's transformed, grown, been killed, and rebirthed. so, until i find another way in to comfort it, to nurture it, to let it know it's all right..i allow myself this bit of time to let it speak. in doing so, i protect it with the umbrella of awareness.  i hold it up to the light for all to see.  i let it learn itself.  but most importantly, i let it run free.