be random
what is now
when is then
where is email
who i am
how it is
why it is
leave a note?
share me, share you
make me smile
thank you

other journals
(of course I should be sleeping)
(what's life got to do with it?)

about me
(too much to know at once)
friend?
(tic tic tic, toc)

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you read me

if time permitted, dozens of entries might fly from the recesses of my mind tonight, but time, as relative as it may be, gives way to the current limitations of physical reality as the body will be going to work very shortly... at least something did emerge from where I left off here (weeks behind, the record, but then, who knows who knows what is recorded in every groove... not I, says the little green flea... and the cats rest closer to me tonight)...

if you are curious or interested in where I've been (and you dare risk popping bubbles and pulling the curtain back to see the back stage details that bring you planet candora... or perhaps better said, the life that planet candora rises above), follow the what's life got to do with it? link to the left... there you'll find the boredom, the daily grind, the agonizing loneliness spotted by brief moments of ecstasy that make everything worthwhile (actually the agony may be elsewhere, but you know where to find the mostly dead, don't you?... if not, again, follow the links at left)... when creativity eludes, candoor continues... I mean, just in case you really wanted to know...

and candora shall continue here when time permits inspiration to flow into words... when dreams of love and the precious moments of trust emerge from the mundane routines... when I rise above doubt or fear or stupidity of self-depreciating kinds to remember that I miss you and your inspirations much more than words can say... you read me... I love you... every day.

candora

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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words
for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd)
if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight
I'd say
I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life


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