Thursday, March 10, 2016

The Caged Bird Sings

     I'm still here, but if I tell my story now, my fingers will fly so quickly across they keyboard the letters will catch on fire...My laptop could explode.
     Boy, do I have a story to tell, and there won't be any holding back this time. No editor. No publisher. Just me.
     I'm Depakoted again, and it's working this time.
     Come closer or look away.
     It's not a pretty story, but once again, I survived...
tougher and still not one bit afraid.