Hi there. I've been away for awhile. Obviously. Just dealing with life. So now, I'm back. I'm TRYING to be back anyway. Bear with me. My spies tell me that I have people all over the world showing up here on a daily basis to read what's going on. But I never hear a peep from one soul. So I didn't think it would affect anyone if I went away. Perhaps I was wrong? Perhaps.
In any case, maybe there's someone, somewhere, who needs to hear about the kind of hope I live and do my best to give and that was a precious, perfect gift I got about ten years ago from this guy that got nailed to a tree. So I'll keep talking. Just be patient with me, the only art I've ever perfected is that of being a creepy weirdo. Thanks.