It happens when one thinks too much, words escape one's memory and no one knows what to do on the computer. Another day of what one should write here, especially as they are allowed to be witches and fly around on broomsticks while I have been told that I can't even know my own children's grief and suffering as they are with a man who is so generous that he could put Bill Gates to shame. But is he that good? So good, so sacrosanct his relationship with the State that no one can put an iota of blame on him. Or is he? He is not, he says and I repeat, at the risk of sounding mad as I just mumble to myself all the time now, just don't even talk to anyone anymore, just no one to listen to me, no one to go and say hello to, no one to shake hands with either sometimes, as if its the shaking of hands that brings people close together! But no one to know really... And the sun just came out and shone down upon me. Gosh this is a sign, something good could be happening soon, or c...