I shuddder to think about the time that has elapsed between entries.
Somewhere between the birth of my first nephew, to the death of a friend, time has seemed to have stoppped with Impressions, while I dedicate what I have to whiteLight.
The eternal struggle between is like riding uphill against two opposing currents.
I trust that one day, the two paths will become one. But in the meantime, one seems to come at the expense of the other.
In other words, back to Impressions.
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