This journal wanders about. It's poetry, reflections, snippets from other stories and ideas of others, and my own pot luck thoughts reflecting the transparent thinking of this post-traumatically stressed, majorly depressed social phobic before and after my breakdown.
December 21, 2011
O, crikes, i really don't have enough objectivity to write in this blog right now. Blessings for the Holy Days.
heather
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