if only...

"Who wants to become a writer? And why? Because it's the answer to everything. To ''Why am I here?'' To uselessness. It's the streaming reason for living. To note, to pin down, to build up, to create, to be astonished at nothing, to cherish the oddities, to let nothing go down the drain, to make something, to make a great flower out of life, even if it's a cactus."
Enid Bagnold



(i don't want to be a writer though i'd really really like to know: why i am here...)









(thanks so much for your comments in spite of my forced silence...incommunicado's still "moi"!!...i will visit you all on my return to the UK...and some when at the library for my 3o minutes!!)