I went to church again for the first time in a couple of months. (Theatre lah.) But despite my 4 hour nap yesterday and my 7 hours of sleep last night, I was completely pooped and more skeptical/disinterested then anything else. As Grandma Fruitcake said 2 days ago: "the I AM essense is in everyone of us."

Ok... I am bored and not caring. I am sincere. I am not engaged. I am here.

I am not charmed.

Easily hidden behind my cute little girl thing that I pull out in the alienating presence of 'the other', I'm starting to feel the need to do that less.

here's the start of being real, of being behind, in front of and along side. there's nothing to worry about or to fret about.