I've been a member for almost 12 years now, and a writer up until the last 5 or so. A bad relationship left me bitter and languishing rather than giving me fuel to let the words flow. I miss the way the letters seemed to roll off my fingers, lips, and tongue. I miss the feeling of sharing a broken shard of myself with others, so that I could see myself through their eyes instead of only my own. Alas, perhaps some day I'll find it again and return to post something new in my portfolio. Until then enjoy what resides here and know it for truth. Peace.