I did read it this morning, when I read you response, but I couldn't last night for some reason, I was afraid to, because as I was thinking it and writing it, the moment was in time, and not real. So I was afraid it might not make any sense at all. When you become so far removed from the place where your feelings live, it begins to feel like it was all a dream, or you just read it in a book. I have aggravated memory loss due to an accident, and often my memories take on a dream like quality. ramble, ramble, thank you Beth. I feel a poetry slump coming on exacerbated by sudden change in my life. When I was a kid and things would change drastically I would go into a tale spin. I do the same as an adult. but I am always okay.
~nea 5/2002
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