I was writing, meandering, really, on the fact that every day can be your best day ever, should you believe it.
The writing that I am linking to now is something I wrote in the depths of my frustration, and was used to great avail to prove a point to myself. That I really was crazy.
There are events from today which have calmed my spirit, but to get to the future, one must release the past. Relish in the mustard seed and ketchup when you can.
Technoverté / Clear / An Alibi 