Hello There Stranger

I know it's been awhile. I'm feeling much better and thank you for your well wishes.

I apologize for my absence, and for that matter my lack of substance prior to my absence. It seems, however, that life has been far too real lately to spin imagery for you.

I finally saw "Finding Neverland" recently. I understand J.M. Barrie's desire to retain childhood wonder so much. I fear with each waking day I become less imaginative and more real, if that makes any sense at all. Just as the character Barrie says in the movie: "Young boys should never be sent to bed... they always wake up a day older."

I fear I've seen too many nights sent to bed and too many mornings awoken to a lessening wonder.