I.F., I miss you too.imaginary friend wrote:C'mon back here Violet.
You are missed....
You know, when I first wrote that last letter, I was rather amazed to see over four thousand hits in less than a week. [????????????] I had no idea what to make of that. I mean, I always assumed that maybe up to two hundred people even knew about this thread, and so I couldn’t understand that manner of spike. [??]
.. still.. even with so many hits, I wasn’t sure I was “missed.” [thus, the plight of the “lone artist”]
Anyway, thanks for saying so. And I do hope all is well with you, I.F.. [xx]
Leonard, my love.. how are you?
I wasn’t planning on posting back here again until I could make an announcement as to my new website. However, two people now.. [who were supposed to be helping me].. [for the amount of ducats I can afford just now, that is].. but in both cases, they’ve been very slow about things.
.. I’m wondering if I shouldn’t just do a simple blog, first.. although that’s not really what I wanted. Anyway, I’m looking into it again from that more humble perspective. [oh, and this after watching a bunch of youtube tutorials that were mind-numbingly dull, and yet confusing at the same time]
You know, to say I miss you is something of an understatement. Actually, I feel as though I’ve been through hell and back. And more recently I got hit with some feverish thing, and so I wound up on the couch, shivering and sipping broth, and wishing
(well, all sorts of things, I guess)
Anyway, I’m going to be okay. [I've just decided] Any other approach is just so dreary seeming.
You know, the other day, before I came down with this fluish thing, I did go out to our lake. And I wound up walking beside one of those creeks there.. [in the “Ophelia section”].. and I took some more photographs deep in the wood. But, I was realizing that
well, for quite some time since I last wrote here it was hard to go on that bike ride. Not only because the weather was rather cold and dreary, but also because I dreaded feeling just so alone.. so apart from you. But the other day I did feel close to you, still. I guess I’ve always been feeling that. I struggle with it too. I fight the feeling that I’m somehow “weak” for needing you that way. And so I fight myself at every turn, until I just exhaust myself. And so.. well, I’m thinking that maybe it’s all okay, somehow. I mean, maybe you’re there for me, still. And maybe that’s okay.
So. Well, I do hope all is well with you, and that you’re resting up for the next part of your tour. I did look in here at the reports, and it looks like you were having just such a wonderful time in Canada, and that was lovely to see.
Alright, well.. I am at least out of critical condition, I think. Although I’m a bit hesitant to say so, since the minute I think I can see my way through this thing I’m going through, I get hit with another rough patch.. so
(sigh)
I haven’t even been able to tweet much lately. Oh, and what I have tweeted recently is probably scaring my few followers (!)
Anyway, I guess I should just try and put the best foot forward. Or, as you call it, “lighten up.”
[I’ll see if I’m ready for that, actually. I may still need to just lay low, and lick my wounds more]
Oh—I finally went to that jazz place to check out their open mic. The trio there is quite good, and a lot of those singing there were quite good, as well. They were very friendly and encouraging towards me, too. Only, my name was too far down the list, and I had a two hour car ride home still, so I didn’t sing that night. But at least I have some idea of the place now, and so it won’t be quite as terrifying next time. [hopefully]
Okay. I guess I should sign off for now. And hopefully I’ll get something going website wise, including getting my movie trailers on line.
.. alright, my angel.. you are with me in my heart.. x
(and hopefully I'll be back soon).. (I mean, God is bound to give me a break sooner or later).. (actually, I should tweet him again, since today is the National Day of Prayer, and I need to stay on his good side)