platter, glitsening reflections.

I've come to the conclusion that my life is in desperate need of change. Not thecurrent suddle changes (altho they have been plesant) but my spirit is in critial condition for something abrupt. I've had my dose of medicine to cure this home sickness, and it's new perscription is something muchstronger.. life that will stair straight in to the eye's of my soul, and cure all that is corrup. Perhaps it would be possible if reality wasn't such a disenchantment. Soon enough, my breath will no longer be held; rather a steady in-hale ex-hale.