hearing_my_own_voice johnboy at times as if I were talking to a person that I have never met in my life but realizing I have always known myself but finally I am listening instead of fighting myself 010119 ... jo Do I dance to a different drum? The one inside myself. It's vibrating chores in rhythms only my heart can sing. Muffled by fear of intruding pain my meolody remains refrained...for now...but there is always TOMORROW 010127 ... god jobs are for slobs 010127 what's it to you? who go blather from