Well what's there to say, it's 2:17am and I'm not planning on sleeping, even if I wanted I don't think I ever could...Haven't slept in a long time, might as well keep up the vigil.

This summer has been very dry to say in the least and I'm afraid I've let it go to waste again. It's never been my favorite season. First summer in 4 years that trouble hasn't been biting at my heels. At least in the outward sense...But just as summer's coming to it's close, it seems like the past has come to take me back again...(I'm keeping this vague for good reason, the people close to me know what I'm talking about). Past shadows are beginning to come alive, tracing my footsteps wherever I tread...Damn, I'm talking in riddles now, Now I know the night has taken my mind. But truthfully I know that what's happening is serious and threatening things may confront me again. I am afraid, but thankfully it's what we do with our fear that makes us who we are and not fear itself. I will do what is right with my fear, I will face it head on.

As for the drawing my friends, It's on stand by for now. Need to find some spare green and get a sketch book. And if I was rich, I'd get myself one of those fancy moleskin sketchbooks. But just from looking at me you can tell I have no money, almost everything I'm wearing is torn *smiles at my own strange ways*. So as you can see I'm just a bum so the drawing will need to wait a while. But alas friends, farewell, I will be sitting on my broken fence thinking of my lover.