6 July, 2004

I can't help but feel that some grand and important part of Life is eluding me.  And I'm convinced that the prison gates keeping me trapped are of my own devices - only I'm too close to them to see.  I long to dance and explore through the gardens of my fancy.  From the window I can see myself out there naked and free.  But I never can feel the earth under my feet, or the wind against my breasts, or the heat from the fire that's beckoning me.  I want to experience new worlds - new places - new people - new pleasures.  I want to experience LIFE.