The days are sunnier
The evenings mellower
The journey is less daunting and the goal much closer
If I close my eyes, and believe

The past is not history
Joys of childhood not merely a memory
The smell of the earth still lingers
If I close my eyes, and believe

Life's not been hardened by disappointments
The fear of loneliness is a distant cloud
It's much easier to hope
If i close my eyes, and believe

Would happiness not be assured ;
A reality , of which I'm the architect .
Would only have to reach out and touch
A world that i'd always dreamt of
If I closed my eyes, and believed that I hadn't.

Random rants between HW and Dexter

i LOVE late nights . they give me this.....incisive insight into the mess of my life and CRYSTAL clarity about all the decisions involved. As opposed to early mornings, when I feel like a schizophrenic, watching my alternate identity run through the mechanical chores needed to be done . Sometimes, I even ask her to nap or eat a little to feel better.

Except that my spellings and grammar suck , in either case.