Lately, love (or the lack of) seems to be all we talk about. I thought I'd share a poem with all of youse which sums up how I feel a good deal of the time:

Where?


Am I doomed to walk alone?
On that path,
Divided by that fine line,
Between love and lust.
Treading dangerously,
And unknowingly,
Into the darkness,
That consumes.

Tim'04.

Hope this spoke to you.