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Hey friends,
my my my it's been awhile! How awful is that? I'm not going to lie. I feel as if I have kept distant from a dear friend of mine...that dear friend that takes the form of letters, words, phrases, emotion and feelings and slaps them onto a page, a journal, a napkin, a blog site. I further believe this friend has even been missing some melodies of mine too.

Apology: I don't usually make direct blogs to anyone but this is an exception.

Friend,

I'm sorry that I have let time and external situations get in the way of our relationship...of our honesty with one another. We have a grand partnership that consists of genuine expression where my thoughts find solace on a page even though questions are unanswered and seem to be going no where. You always are a place for me get it out and breathe.

Breathing is good...very good indeed. You know what? I think I've been walling myself up...you know...trying to cut right on the dotted lines along some picture that I think I am supposed to cut out. Who wants to cut out pictures already pre-drawn? How absolutely boring? My deepest apologies for I've been trying to make sure I do everything right...thinking the right thing, buying the right thing, singing the right things, eating the right things, praying the right things, loving the right things, hating the right things, writing the right things, phrasing the right things, righting the right things...right right right. I've been so preoccupied with that, that I've lost sight.

You are the dearest thing to my days and sanity. An angel with wings of ribbon, sequins and maybe some bells (wait does that weigh you down? oh you're an angel, you can pull off anything!) all colorful against your whiteness...that seems to carry me away when my arms are fatigued from travels.

I know there is no way to make it up to you but I'm going to pay more attention to you. I'm going to look less at myself and the dark black lines that I'm trying to cut some picture perfectly out of because in the end, it's not about that at all.

Yours truly,
C