excuses,excuses,excuses

i'm not sure where the battle was waged--where i lost my way--but i lost my war against depression, the tide has pulled me underneath--and i haven't felt like blogging or even being at the shows--i listen but the passion is gone--everything has turned from right to wrong--and i felt like i was doing so good--finally being patient for once--but some times wasted time is the greatest offense--and i'm so, so tired of being alone--that being said, last night's sad electric folk night with Doby and Joey--was right up my alley--not that it was depressing but rather a serene sadness--sometimes it is enough to know we are not alone--until the tides shift (and in your heart of hearts, you know that they will), until the next great healing epiphany, until the next show, i say goodnight