special thanks to nizoral for taking up my offer to change this duck's skin. its facelift is long overdue.

there are quite a number of things to be worked out at my new workplace. irritants, probably, but there's no space for that, really. i can only think of the library, the small bookstore across the street and the pool.

on the other side of the fence, minor irritants as well (it must be the sauna that is the entire country) but again, there's no space for that. i can only begin to think of my friends who have more pressing matters to deal with and i then sound like a creaking door.

strange are the consequences when calling the shots are within one's ballgame. it feels vastly different, unfamiliar yet one is left with the feeling of being in the right - well, everything. severance has never been my way. what is to wither or slip away will happen in due time. what is to bloom and flourish will do so under the sign of the rain god, and it will take patient believers to what is beautiful and lasting.