I will try love, the path of heart, and flight.
I have nothing sensible to say, teach, share anymore.
I have no invitations to make to sense and sensibility -- there are none.
I read this diary, and I realize, with much amazement, that that which I consider lunatic and insane actually makes perfect sense.
And all the sensible persons and things are now bewildered.
I was answering the wild call of the heart -- and I was right!
There was magic to it!
There was flow to it!
There was love to it!
No PowerPoint presentations can be made on that, alas.
No mashable stories.
No Twitter lead tags.
No Facebook pages may entertain such insanity.
But I like this insanity.
I prefer this over a thousand folds of sanity!
And this is it. This is it!