maddog_hoek

I think of insomnia as a blessing a lot more than I think of it as a curse.
Lots of things are in the works; I get more productive as autumn and winter pass through.
This includes working towards better communication with many individuals, here and elsewhere.

Some days I am hope. During others, I am the fist.
How many people asked you how you were today?
Did you think about it?
Did you answer truthfully?