

"The Autumn Wind, Anxiety, Madness, Writing, and Sweet Dreams..."
Let us begin with a bit of a poem...for as my old "Chick from South Africa" friend Sam used to say, for she liked poems... "The Autumn...


"Find What You Love, and Let it Kill You..."
Yeah, that's about what's happening with me right now...let's just have a little preface, which will lead you along in this business......