So, for some reason, I do not feel compelled to keep to xanga any longer.  It could be because that I do not feel like spilling my guts to the world anymore, or it could be because I don't want certain people to know what's going on in my life, or it could be that I have better things to do (or have no time when I don't).  It's actually a mixture of the three, not that many of you even read this anymore.  But, I just needed to write this last entry as closure.  So good bye all, and one day, I might still be on my Willyblake site writing about my book.  So long.  Farewell.

All right. I'm done with Xanga.  Bye.

Me and Liz!

The Whole Gang

Luke and Angela

The Girls, Me, Angela, Natasha, and Jess

Me and Eric

Whisper of a Thought

There he stood, looking
Into the gray woods,
Blinking as if to overcome
His confusion.  Had that been
A girl he saw?  A woman,
More like, standing in those
Colorless woods, wind blowing
Her hair about, and her
Dress, the color of sapphire,
Whipping at her body.  Now
She was no more.  The forest
Was alone again, branches ever
Reaching toward Heaven, but
Unable to find the hold.
Was it real?  A dream maybe.
Or, was it just a thought, or
A thought of a thought, or
Even a whisper of a thought.
For one fleeting moment,
Life stood side-by-side with
Winter.  Life and Death,
Companions.