Prosecards from the Edge (of a Continent)

A running commentary on my life in Izmir, Turkey...and other thoughts.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Shadow and Light

There are those long dark nights of the soul when you don't feel the least urge to write. And when the day comes that you do finally feel like putting words to paper -- or to screen, as the case may be -- you find that all that wants to come out is a long and viscous river of vitriol, words of pain and rage that only belong in a private journal, not in a public forum for the world to see and dissect. Too many people could be compromised, too many skeletons left running amok.

My apologies for the long silence. These are difficult times, but the dark clouds are passing -- and the play of light and shadow that ensues when a cloud breaks up in the sun is, as always, fascinating.


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