Existance draws me deeper...

I've been wondering if I am overstaying my welcome. I had, in point of fact, intended not to show up here for a week or two. But he was sick... and I cannot, sadly, resist the dream that he sings to me. Couldn't bear seeing that spark fading, the story dying. Had to come, to do what I could.

So. I am here.

Dancing such a fine line, I am... there's a border between carelessness and stupidity and I am so far past it I can't even see it any more. I am into madness and beyond, and I think I like it here.

I wish I could make the words come out.

Mary, Mary...