Well, Heaven fell on herself tonight, as the devil met me in the wishing well. And in that moment I found myself knowing that in the end it's just about you and me. Nothing smaller or larger, though dragons are good for the soul; nothing could be better than bearing yourself for another, open for scrutiny, ridicule, and indulgence. Therein lies the balls and the mind and the heart; the spirit is truly the Mindkiller. When nothing is left, everything is gained -- you see, I wish I was a poet. But I know, as we go round and round, though endings are never ever happy, it's the happy moments along the way that in the end make it okay.

Hello there ;}

A Simple Woman, livin the Simple Life.