Transmission was hard. Too hard to digest. The simplest of things but it doesn’t comply with my idea of a good read. The more I read, the thicker the pages. I started writing again. I kept telling myself I was bored. In truth I was missing something. Something that I would rather not find in someone else. God, I missed you.

Guess I’m back in the 101 trying to figure out how to display, Hello World!

(Originally posted on Saturday, October 14, 2006 at blogspot)