it has now been a number of days since last i stumbled in here. i have wondered if someone would blindly find me and it appears more difficult than first i imagined. and yet i am still continually encountering those who claim to have visited “my xanga site”. they have not. so i wonder how it is that the xanga sites that are not of my making, with claims to be, are so readily findable while mine remains hidden in obscurity. i have deliberated with myself regarding a link added from my bio on our website but have held the notion that a very courageous soul would wander here and i could set things straight. it’s not that i’m so very troubled by an imposter’s confiscation of my person as much as it is the troublesome articulation of my faith on my behalf. they are not the words i would choose and the poorness of them keep me awake some nights from fear that you think them my own. i regret to sound critical but criticism is needed at times and you might even say they were asking for it. surely i am permitted an inquiry of my own words, am i not? they are too small for the grandness of the story and would not have been chosen were it up to me. but i will wait.
patiently. wondering. was that tiny tim?