steady ClairE we've plotted our course don't go dizzy i'm here bury your face in my shoulder even if you throw up i'll be standing in the same place a point of reference you can chart your course by me 011218 ... Machiavelli70 because the world around me (not life) is a stormtossed ship at sea, life being the portcullis from which I watch myself tossed. I neglect to grab the helm, because if it is the sea and not the ship that is moving, changing, how can I steer? And if that is wrong, what have I done, and where have I gone? 040304 what's it to you? who go blather from