Sometimes Lady, mostly in states of boredom if I am honest about things, I have been known to pick up the pen and caustically eviscerate people. …boredom is not Actually the right word – not anger, superiority, frustration, apathy, nor boredom or any other number of I can string together my Dear. Rather I think an amalgamation of all these things.

I have, on more than a few occasions over the past two years, hurled my disdain at several folks and not really bothered to think about anything past whether the venting made Me feel better. Certainly it did that – but before this very evening I never bothered to consider if it might be harmful.

I have always held to the school of thought that it was better to write rage out then to let it fester. I still feel this to be true Lady ~ to hold that stuff inside Will rot one from the inside out as we have learned through our lives in a variety of places.

I wonder though, for perhaps the first time in my life, if there might not be a much more constructive way to do things?

:: chuckle :: you may know this already Lady – which would not surprise me in the least – may not believe me, or ever have expected to hear me say what am about to next utter; certainly I never expected to say, let alone mean, such a thing.

I am not just glad to be back on The Rock – or so many other things I neither could put to word or have the right to be gladdened by – ready? - I am glad to be back at meetings.

The leaving was no fault but my own – not returning the same. Some how I got it stuck in mt mind that once left, to return was somehow an admission of failure on my part. A secret Lady? There were times even before moving away that I would be sitting in my apartment on some lonely weeknight and think “so-and-so is at the grange, you should go down and see what's up.”

We both know I never did of course – damn pride.

Reflecting tonight after your departure I wonder bout some of those verbal assaults of mine over the past two years – or the growth I have either delayed, or experienced in perhaps a not as pleasant fashion as perhaps it could have been.

No regrets – had to experience what I did, how I did, to become who I am today. Still, one does wonder sometimes do they not?

A short note tonight Lady as I am still getting back into the swing of writing – never stop my dear, for myself stopping means having to redevelop the habit – not easy as I would like I fear. Forgive me, but I kind of wish you were here – the rummer of the ran is pleasantly augmented by the crackle of my little fire which begs only company to improve. I shall stop – behave – Dream Well Lady.

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