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So I was having a bit of dry spell in every way possible last week and probably before that, but I hadn't really noticed.

But due to some tragic circumstances, I have somehow had a wellspring open up from within me and thoughts are coming out in an organized fashion.  So much so that I think this whole blog will look a lot different starting tomorrow...that is, if I can find the time to write tomorrow.  But I will.  Because I have to. 

Because this has now become a part of who I am.  (Not the blog..but writing.)  Or maybe it hasn't become a part of me, but rather has always been a part of me.

I think the latter is the more likely answer.