both_lovely_and_terrifying crOwl kathy and i were watching 'eternal sunshine of the spotless mind' and she fell asleep in the chair next to the fire while i watched on. unspeakable beauty, she was, unmoving, barely breathing, and only the pink in her cheeks to know she was alive. nestled like one at complete rest in the comfort provided, in a life that is both lovely and terrifying. still like a bird sitting on a piece of wood upon a turbulent ocean. i felt an irresistable urge to bow down to the god who holds us together by these gossamer strings, many of them that become entangled and eventully tear away to hang and blow in the wind. others that we strum to create a music only we can hear. yet, i just tried to be quiet so she wouldn't wake. 041230 ... cr0wl moments we live hold this delicate balance, a slippery fish, flopping out of our grasp upon the deck of the boat. 080924 what's it to you? who go blather from