Ah, this is inspired (incited?), by you Laurie, and the discussions we used to have. Obviously the thoughts and issues didn't arise in those talks for the first time (look where we lived), but the conversation has to continue, even if i speak to myself.

I've been a journaller for nearly 10 years now, and journalling can often make sense of things in life. It does this through a forceful imposition of narrative. The act of telling your story forms and changes it. "The unexamined life is not worth living," but the life and thought repeatedly examined only by oneself is unlikely to be worth terribly much either.

I will be asking many i have known to drop by, peruse, and share their thoughts with me. This is a fruitless excercise if it is a monologue.