MARCH - can you believe it??

Greetings to the stray vagrants that whirl past my page and read this.

Blogging is a cathartic experience but writer block is its enemy. When you are so mixed up inside and emotions obscure the clarity of the moment then it is difficult to vomit out onto the keyboard all the thoughts and ideas that come to mind.

I have been trapped in my own head for a long time and certainly not happy about it. Tho I did get a rare fresh breeze though my mind last weekend. I went to Dublin to see a dear friend I was very worried about.

Stray comments and unfinished ideas and are always filled in by the Swiss cheese effect, and I was extremely disturbed by the news I was getting from her.

After 3 days of talking, listening and tears, mostly from me, we came to an understanding and a realisation. It is amazing how much weight has been lifted from my heart and now I can at least reach for some of the vague shadows that are the ideas and plans I need to make.

I am still quite worried about my dear friend, I wish I could rescue her like knights of old, and slay the dragons and depression and uncertainty for her, but as anyone who has been depressed knows. The only person who can decide to change is the depressed person, and sometimes that is a slow process.

Obi is ready for Spring