Wake....

I don't know why exactly I start over again. There is a gaping discontinuity that I gaze over. After a very long soirée do I take up a pen again to write. Yes, the break was an enforced one. It is not daily that a Writer writes his own thoughts. Sometimes, he lets his mind wonder, and drift along with the clouds in the scary blue sky... Hmmm..' *yawn* Yes, I sleepy now, and my brain is justifying a closure on all things taking up space in the mind. I will now continue to post the daily happenings of mine, such trifles in front of the grand-canonicals of the Universe. But, I know about it, and therefore it is beneficial to me.