Monday, November 29, 2004

Windmills & Dragons (REVISITED)

I am NO SAINT. A 'survivor' at best. Some have asked about feelings or why?


Honestly sometimes hate has motivated as much as love. Nobility was lost in the mud long ago. Maybe many reasons have come and gone in 18 years?


A painting of a battered Don Quixote hangs in my bedroom. I think he would have understood.


(Caregiving has dark and light sides. This journal entry was previously posted in early May when this 'journal journey 'began.)

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