Just to say I'm still alive, kicking, etc.

Had an upload of a story not long ago written and to not only concentrate upon that I'm glad just write anything onto here after long silence kept.

I hope I would have a revival of what was sometime between on and after 2007, but I think I will never be able to recover. Too much has changed since. Too much has begun to move from my grasp, and now I feel I'm fragile to even to say that I'm at worse than times long ago, thout some say I have healed.

I hope I could go back half a year, and make it differ, as this small time has done so much what may possibly never be undone. To be honest I have the leading role of my life, yet I live it like the hag of another story, just barely being alive from day to day. I feel there is nothing beyond, I have no sight about bright future, as there has been so much to build a prism of thousand paths from which I cannot choose one to travel.

So forward I travel, with no path build, nor explored. I must seek future, yet if I were bound to never find one; there would be no better act to do.

Care to listen all this? Well I thank thee for your ear, as every of them is blessing to the poor.

Edit: Forgot about attaching a link to the text, thout it will show on front page for maybe a year or more
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