I've tried watching House...but it just isn't entertaining anymore.
Maybe it's because I've spent so much fruitless time in hospitals...or being told I need a real life version of him to diagnose my issues.

Reality is a bit too cruel at times.

"I went out walking through streets paved with gold
Lifted some stones
Saw the skin and bones of a city without a soul
I went out walking under an atomic sky
Where the ground won't turn and the rain
It burns like the tears when I said goodbye"

Roses and Towers

Well one book left.

You know I don't like to argue but unless this book is an utter bomb then I have to disagree with your thoughts about the series being ho-hum.

Maybe I just get excited too easily but 'wow' is all I can say.

I'm sad because the book series is almost ending...and also because I am realizing that story telling isn't one of my primary gifts. It's there...and you're right I need to work on it...but at the same time like music it wasn't why I was put here. Two things I love with an endless obsession but not my chief reason for being.

I think we really know what that is all about.

Hrmm.

What is the expression?

'Long days and pleasant nights?'

Eh that will do for now.