Fom myself, from others, from comments.
My head is about to explode. There is so much mulling around... so much need and pain. I don't like to admit to either because I don't like being the needy one. I don't like to admit to the weakness.
And sometimes I DON'T want comments; merely to bitch and moan which is how I started this blog anyhow.
I'd write now but I've been up trying to finish the LogoFromHell so I can get that bitch out of my sight, and now I need some sleep. If I started writing now I'd never get to bed.
But I'll be back.
In case you cared...