Always prior to my birthday, I go into a psychological shadow, a closet of emotional skeletons and baggage. It is frightening and simultaneously comforting. This is usually the time of year I write depressing, dark and self indulgent poetry. (Laughs) Luckily I am too busy writing a play analysis for my teacher and working designing my web site for my final in Dreamweaver. It is good to be busy. Lovely day, even though I do not watch the news, I just heard the US east coast is expecting a hurricane, tsunami whatever…I send my blessings.