as i finish the final pages of my book, the thoughts of past chapters and moments that occured in my life as the plot grew. now i prepare myself for the next book in series i plan to purchase after getting it from the libray.

the title "The romantic movement" is pretty self explanatory.

now: viewing my past relationship with melesssa was one of immature love, predestined to fail. she is of small wit and lacking emotion, more of the "feeder fish" in the ocean of life. waiting to gander through murky waters to prevail a small shard of defication to proclaim as "love". needing to feel the affection so badly of another human being, reducing what she wants into what she can get. by doing this she creates an illusion of safety. three simple words with so much of the greatest things of life, mean so little when you've never felt love.

my feelings of sorrow for my "loss" have been replaced by pity that such a person would lose so much of themself to gain so little from a shrew like him. the thought of writers "going back to the well" is applied evenly in this situation. when adjusting to something that seems unfamiliar, the human psychosis subconsiously tries to bring back something of familiarity (ie: sex) or in this case, an old lover.

fickled girl
riddled by one's past
dare not look forward
instead gaze upon sheets of stars
to dream when they will be yours.

i have finished my layout for my new site, everything seems to be working well so far and i am having few issues with the new server.

that is all for now