sinjun | Easter's Coming, bringing a treat ...

And apart from the Cadbury's Easter Creme Eggs, my parents have a 25lb turkey for dinner on Sunday. Now this is bliss.

At least, if you're me and absolutely adore turkey. There's never enough turkey in the year...

Carnivore=me. Yup. Most of the time, anyway. This is not necessarily a good thing.

I think it's time to prune down some TM alts. Perhaps I'm not putting enough time into that MUSH, but I'm not having so much fun as I used to. At least, not with some of my alts. Then again, maybe it's just that some of my alts have run their course, and it's time to let them go, freeing myself up to create new ones.

Creativity Cycles. Perhaps I should try writing another poem? Ah, but unfortunately, lunch is just about over, and I have to get back to work. And I'm not really in the mood for that, not quite reflective enough, I guess. Maybe Friday.

I always end up in an odd mood around Easter. Ever since the time at

anselon's ... where I had an odd mental experience, without any drugs or alcohol involved. It's strange to sense an overwhelming power, that's not really masked as much as it usually might be.

God? Goddess? Dara's overactive imagination kicking in once more?

Call it what you will.

I only know that I experienced it.

And in my mind, it's always there. But I notice it more at Easter.