I feel stuck in a snow drift. Cold, useless, tired. The dark night a soft, downy, black nothingness. Soothing, because it hides the ugliness of life, of demands, of people stretched too thin. It promises sleep, the universal salve to stress and unhappiness.. blissful escape. This blog is becoming useless. Too many restrictions, too much obligation to be politically correct. time to change address. bye.