I keep saying how I want to write more. So here it is. An attempt to write regualarly, even if it's drivel.
The sun shines brightly now, though clouds occasionally pass between it and me. It's radiance is almost too much. I cower inadvertantly, seeking the shade. I dislike the starkenss of light. I enjoy it better when mingled with shade. Harlequen hues to show my way. Scattered patterns to pick my way through.