this_distracted_creativity fyn gula on the days that i'm searching for flowers with my mother, she is reminding me how we create a way to fill up the space that death has made, distracting ourselves from the pain long enough to imagine a garden of terra cotta pots on a flagstone patio. a tranquil place of beautiful growth where her marmalade cat can compliment the scenery. there will never be a day when tears will not swell. perhaps they just won't fall. 020528 ... cr0wl so much is fighting for my attention these days. i guess i am a celebrity of my own world? hey fyn again! when are you coming to robin_hill ? i think i can hear the screech of brakes from the train. 100829 what's it to you? who go blather from