Your eyes are supposedly the windows to your soul or something like that....... mine also happen to be my soul's window to the heart; and how nourishing a view they offer. This log, at inception, is supposed to record the outpouring from my soul.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
What's one to do when they've reached the top and there is no mountain left to climb... when they've broken all records and made one of their own, when they've been considered great by their peers and been immortalized in the local and not so local lore? How does one stay relevant when we know that time waits for no man.... and the sun doesn't wait for the King?