Dear Diary ... Actually yep it's true that's how I used to begin each of my entries in those bulky, dog-eared notebooks of mine ... Kept under their protective sheet of unmoved dust, I think I no longer have this urge to jot down every thought, every...

The song I danced to with Carlito on New Year's Eve, in the ever so high depths of me mind ... Little nothing yet meaning everything ... raising a smile on me face .. thanks anyhow, anyway