Why is my dress over my head.

It’s like this.

I am a creative being and I am sometimes a little neurotic.

One does not mean the other.

No, its just that in my case the brilliance which can flow through, and the insecurity which comes in the night, live in the same person.

Interesting.

Those that know and love me (including when being in a limbic state) call this moment: “the-dress-over-my-head-screaming” syndrome.

Rx:  Coat with love and reassurance and remind  that all is okay over and over again.

So, this is the name of this blog. Meaning this: this blog is to share how I see,  feel, sense, and sometimes think in response to the world.

In other words, it’s all about me.

Welcome to my world.