i'm anachronistic...i knew that. i also live in several shades of emotions. primarily the color red and then some times in blue and yellow. my thoughts when they form are crisp most times than not, like they are embossed in my mind. but when i try putting them down they are almost embarrassingly laborius...the curse of the averagely gifted i suppose. and i'll start to nail down in writing so many times the thoughts that flit across, and then not do that because i cannot find the words! i can almost see my thoughts but i cannot write them because i cannot say them. and so i'll argue on because i can see and smell the purpose of my thought but i cannot convince because i cannot paint them for you...ah the curse of the averagely gifted...