Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 In verse as in a poem, I am assuming you mean? Well here goes. I didn't escape insanity in 2010 I got to re-live the past again and again It was the year that I truly stood up for myself for the first time And left the rest of my family behind It was the year that I finally found some true self-worth And the year I felt truly alone on this Earth It was the year I finally let myself truly see And the year my family turned their backs on me It was the year that I lost my truest friend A year of beginnings, but mostly of ends A year I will gladly leave behind me But that has also taught me who I truly can be So as I farewell 2010 And think back over this year (once again!) Goodbye and farewell to a really shit year And I wish us all a better time in the New Year! Not sure if this is what you were looking for Doug, but here it is anyway. Not my best year and I am glad to leave it behind. Hoping for a much better year in 2011. And intending to work hard to make it so! Jodie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 In verse as in a poem, I am assuming you mean? Well here goes. I didn't escape insanity in 2010 I got to re-live the past again and again It was the year that I truly stood up for myself for the first time And left the rest of my family behind It was the year that I finally found some true self-worth And the year I felt truly alone on this Earth It was the year I finally let myself truly see And the year my family turned their backs on me It was the year that I lost my truest friend A year of beginnings, but mostly of ends A year I will gladly leave behind me But that has also taught me who I truly can be So as I farewell 2010 And think back over this year (once again!) Goodbye and farewell to a really shit year And I wish us all a better time in the New Year! Not sure if this is what you were looking for Doug, but here it is anyway. Not my best year and I am glad to leave it behind. Hoping for a much better year in 2011. And intending to work hard to make it so! Jodie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 In verse as in a poem, I am assuming you mean? Well here goes. I didn't escape insanity in 2010 I got to re-live the past again and again It was the year that I truly stood up for myself for the first time And left the rest of my family behind It was the year that I finally found some true self-worth And the year I felt truly alone on this Earth It was the year I finally let myself truly see And the year my family turned their backs on me It was the year that I lost my truest friend A year of beginnings, but mostly of ends A year I will gladly leave behind me But that has also taught me who I truly can be So as I farewell 2010 And think back over this year (once again!) Goodbye and farewell to a really shit year And I wish us all a better time in the New Year! Not sure if this is what you were looking for Doug, but here it is anyway. Not my best year and I am glad to leave it behind. Hoping for a much better year in 2011. And intending to work hard to make it so! Jodie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 Verse and in poetry, free verse, whatever creative spark flows out of you. And what I m looking for is to give you, and us, a chance to open the creative valves and let our souls flow out. As you did. There is no right or wrong here. This is you. Thanks. Doug > > In verse as in a poem, I am assuming you mean? Well here goes. > > > I didn't escape insanity in 2010 > I got to re-live the past again and again > It was the year that I truly stood up for myself for the first time > And left the rest of my family behind > > It was the year that I finally found some true self-worth > And the year I felt truly alone on this Earth > It was the year I finally let myself truly see > And the year my family turned their backs on me > > It was the year that I lost my truest friend > A year of beginnings, but mostly of ends > A year I will gladly leave behind me > But that has also taught me who I truly can be > > So as I farewell 2010 > And think back over this year (once again!) > Goodbye and farewell to a really shit year > And I wish us all a better time in the New Year! > > > > Not sure if this is what you were looking for Doug, but here it is anyway. Not my best year and I am glad to leave it behind. Hoping for a much better year in 2011. And intending to work hard to make it so! > > Jodie > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 So far I noticed one other person has done this and their poem looks really, really good. So I'm going to post mine and then go back and read their's. I found it difficult to put 56 years in a few words. Thanks to Doug for this idea. I belong to a writing website and we always do poems on New Year's too, but I've been so angry since Fada has come to live with us that I am finding it difficult to write. Fear of what might come out on the paper, and what others might think of me, but here I can be free to say what I truly feel. So here's my life in a nutshell of verse. What an exercise! Mom died before I was three Leaving me alone with Fada BP Off to auntie's a partial fix Except for alcoholic uncle thrown in the mix All we did was tiptoe between Uncle and Dad Till I entered school and learned to read Books said normalcy could be had Books almost made me feel free Entered high school made friends whose parents weren't cruel Discovered teachers upon whom I could depend Off to college and psych 101 No one's normal? This is fun! Took the reading list to heart Becoming healthy is an art Sophomore year met a guy Thirty years later on him I can still rely Had three boys what a crew! One's a recovering bi-polar too! Bi polar son says we must choose to be well Papaw's made his choice can't you tell Papaw's old and lives with us. All the old abuse makes me want to cuss. I am healthy with boundaries strong and firm But if I'm not careful he still tries to make me squirm I read the books and work on skills To keep Fada from making me ill. Nothing I do can heal or give him hope I pray each day for him to die Thinking there might be mercy in the sky Poor man but not poor me I learned to like myself and be free > > Just as a fun exercise, guys, I share the following. > > It is a tradition in the Navy for the midnight entry in the ship s log on New Years Eve to be done in verse. They get quite creative and have a great deal of fun with it. > > So, as you read this, think about it, and for whoever would like to play our at home version, , sometime tomorrow, New Years Eve, leave a post , in verse, of your journey from Nada to sanity during 2010. > > Just for fun. > > Blessing, Joy, and love to you all guys. > > Doug > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 So far I noticed one other person has done this and their poem looks really, really good. So I'm going to post mine and then go back and read their's. I found it difficult to put 56 years in a few words. Thanks to Doug for this idea. I belong to a writing website and we always do poems on New Year's too, but I've been so angry since Fada has come to live with us that I am finding it difficult to write. Fear of what might come out on the paper, and what others might think of me, but here I can be free to say what I truly feel. So here's my life in a nutshell of verse. What an exercise! Mom died before I was three Leaving me alone with Fada BP Off to auntie's a partial fix Except for alcoholic uncle thrown in the mix All we did was tiptoe between Uncle and Dad Till I entered school and learned to read Books said normalcy could be had Books almost made me feel free Entered high school made friends whose parents weren't cruel Discovered teachers upon whom I could depend Off to college and psych 101 No one's normal? This is fun! Took the reading list to heart Becoming healthy is an art Sophomore year met a guy Thirty years later on him I can still rely Had three boys what a crew! One's a recovering bi-polar too! Bi polar son says we must choose to be well Papaw's made his choice can't you tell Papaw's old and lives with us. All the old abuse makes me want to cuss. I am healthy with boundaries strong and firm But if I'm not careful he still tries to make me squirm I read the books and work on skills To keep Fada from making me ill. Nothing I do can heal or give him hope I pray each day for him to die Thinking there might be mercy in the sky Poor man but not poor me I learned to like myself and be free > > Just as a fun exercise, guys, I share the following. > > It is a tradition in the Navy for the midnight entry in the ship s log on New Years Eve to be done in verse. They get quite creative and have a great deal of fun with it. > > So, as you read this, think about it, and for whoever would like to play our at home version, , sometime tomorrow, New Years Eve, leave a post , in verse, of your journey from Nada to sanity during 2010. > > Just for fun. > > Blessing, Joy, and love to you all guys. > > Doug > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 So far I noticed one other person has done this and their poem looks really, really good. So I'm going to post mine and then go back and read their's. I found it difficult to put 56 years in a few words. Thanks to Doug for this idea. I belong to a writing website and we always do poems on New Year's too, but I've been so angry since Fada has come to live with us that I am finding it difficult to write. Fear of what might come out on the paper, and what others might think of me, but here I can be free to say what I truly feel. So here's my life in a nutshell of verse. What an exercise! Mom died before I was three Leaving me alone with Fada BP Off to auntie's a partial fix Except for alcoholic uncle thrown in the mix All we did was tiptoe between Uncle and Dad Till I entered school and learned to read Books said normalcy could be had Books almost made me feel free Entered high school made friends whose parents weren't cruel Discovered teachers upon whom I could depend Off to college and psych 101 No one's normal? This is fun! Took the reading list to heart Becoming healthy is an art Sophomore year met a guy Thirty years later on him I can still rely Had three boys what a crew! One's a recovering bi-polar too! Bi polar son says we must choose to be well Papaw's made his choice can't you tell Papaw's old and lives with us. All the old abuse makes me want to cuss. I am healthy with boundaries strong and firm But if I'm not careful he still tries to make me squirm I read the books and work on skills To keep Fada from making me ill. Nothing I do can heal or give him hope I pray each day for him to die Thinking there might be mercy in the sky Poor man but not poor me I learned to like myself and be free > > Just as a fun exercise, guys, I share the following. > > It is a tradition in the Navy for the midnight entry in the ship s log on New Years Eve to be done in verse. They get quite creative and have a great deal of fun with it. > > So, as you read this, think about it, and for whoever would like to play our at home version, , sometime tomorrow, New Years Eve, leave a post , in verse, of your journey from Nada to sanity during 2010. > > Just for fun. > > Blessing, Joy, and love to you all guys. > > Doug > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 Wow! Jodie. You put a lot of what I am feeling in your verse! Love the part about revisiting insanity again and again! Unless you can go totally and completely NC there is no escape from the recurring insanity. I am working through SOWE workbook and it helps also much gratitude to whomever posted the site about being in the moment. That is helping me a lot. Hope it helps others. Doug the poem thing is a good exercise for us. It took me places I hadn't dared to go, but needed to visit. Kay > > > > In verse as in a poem, I am assuming you mean? Well here goes. > > > > > > I didn't escape insanity in 2010 > > I got to re-live the past again and again > > It was the year that I truly stood up for myself for the first time > > And left the rest of my family behind > > > > It was the year that I finally found some true self-worth > > And the year I felt truly alone on this Earth > > It was the year I finally let myself truly see > > And the year my family turned their backs on me > > > > It was the year that I lost my truest friend > > A year of beginnings, but mostly of ends > > A year I will gladly leave behind me > > But that has also taught me who I truly can be > > > > So as I farewell 2010 > > And think back over this year (once again!) > > Goodbye and farewell to a really shit year > > And I wish us all a better time in the New Year! > > > > > > > > Not sure if this is what you were looking for Doug, but here it is > anyway. Not my best year and I am glad to leave it behind. Hoping for a > much better year in 2011. And intending to work hard to make it so! > > > > Jodie > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 Wow! Jodie. You put a lot of what I am feeling in your verse! Love the part about revisiting insanity again and again! Unless you can go totally and completely NC there is no escape from the recurring insanity. I am working through SOWE workbook and it helps also much gratitude to whomever posted the site about being in the moment. That is helping me a lot. Hope it helps others. Doug the poem thing is a good exercise for us. It took me places I hadn't dared to go, but needed to visit. Kay > > > > In verse as in a poem, I am assuming you mean? Well here goes. > > > > > > I didn't escape insanity in 2010 > > I got to re-live the past again and again > > It was the year that I truly stood up for myself for the first time > > And left the rest of my family behind > > > > It was the year that I finally found some true self-worth > > And the year I felt truly alone on this Earth > > It was the year I finally let myself truly see > > And the year my family turned their backs on me > > > > It was the year that I lost my truest friend > > A year of beginnings, but mostly of ends > > A year I will gladly leave behind me > > But that has also taught me who I truly can be > > > > So as I farewell 2010 > > And think back over this year (once again!) > > Goodbye and farewell to a really shit year > > And I wish us all a better time in the New Year! > > > > > > > > Not sure if this is what you were looking for Doug, but here it is > anyway. Not my best year and I am glad to leave it behind. Hoping for a > much better year in 2011. And intending to work hard to make it so! > > > > Jodie > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 Jodie,I love your poem It's awesome! Thank you so much for sharing it---it describes the kind of year I've had too,except for me this was the year of leaving the rest of my dysfunctional relationships behind and some of it just happened of its own accord--I think there are just years like this and I think they do serve a purpose. For me it was year of burning the fields for new planting--to borrow from your poem " a year mostly of ends " that I hope will turn over into new beginnings. Best wishes to us all for a better 2011.... > > In verse as in a poem, I am assuming you mean? Well here goes. > > > I didn't escape insanity in 2010 > I got to re-live the past again and again > It was the year that I truly stood up for myself for the first time > And left the rest of my family behind > > It was the year that I finally found some true self-worth > And the year I felt truly alone on this Earth > It was the year I finally let myself truly see > And the year my family turned their backs on me > > It was the year that I lost my truest friend > A year of beginnings, but mostly of ends > A year I will gladly leave behind me > But that has also taught me who I truly can be > > So as I farewell 2010 > And think back over this year (once again!) > Goodbye and farewell to a really shit year > And I wish us all a better time in the New Year! > > > > Not sure if this is what you were looking for Doug, but here it is anyway. Not my best year and I am glad to leave it behind. Hoping for a much better year in 2011. And intending to work hard to make it so! > > Jodie > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 Hey,wow,that's another great poem I could not possibly put this past year I've had into lines like this---you guys rock with your summing up abilities,really clever versing!!!!! I just love this part: " I continued to learn that life is tough That people are people and sometimes that's rough " ..... *Awesome*!!!!! Thanks for sharing this ))) > > I think this just about sums it all up. > > > My ode to you, 2010 > What a year it sure has been! > I can't say that you have been my friend > But this is for you, 2010. > > I continued to learn > that life is tough. > That people are people, > and sometimes that's rough. > > For this is the first full year > that I have stayed, > Away from my nada > who's crazy & enraged. > > But " Alas! " I must say > as I digress, > my fiances ex wife > is a freaking mess. > > Alcohol and booze > ruin her life. > And watching her do this > cuts like a knife. > > Her kids don't know > that she's not right. > They're sadly with her > almost every night. > > I walked away > from one woman mad. > Right into another, > This makes me so sad! > > My health has gone > from bad to worse. > Fiance should arrange > for a lovely hearse! > > Surgery to come > just after you're gone. > Somehow I feel like > a puppet or pawn. > > Health in the way > of everything good. > Stay positive, you say? > I know that I should! > > But school is great > I found my true calling. > My grades are tops, > they sure aren't falling. > > My fiance is truly > the one I adore. > But his ex... God that woman! > Her I abhor! > > So to 2010 > this I say last. > Get the hell out > and get going fast! > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 Hey,wow,that's another great poem I could not possibly put this past year I've had into lines like this---you guys rock with your summing up abilities,really clever versing!!!!! I just love this part: " I continued to learn that life is tough That people are people and sometimes that's rough " ..... *Awesome*!!!!! Thanks for sharing this ))) > > I think this just about sums it all up. > > > My ode to you, 2010 > What a year it sure has been! > I can't say that you have been my friend > But this is for you, 2010. > > I continued to learn > that life is tough. > That people are people, > and sometimes that's rough. > > For this is the first full year > that I have stayed, > Away from my nada > who's crazy & enraged. > > But " Alas! " I must say > as I digress, > my fiances ex wife > is a freaking mess. > > Alcohol and booze > ruin her life. > And watching her do this > cuts like a knife. > > Her kids don't know > that she's not right. > They're sadly with her > almost every night. > > I walked away > from one woman mad. > Right into another, > This makes me so sad! > > My health has gone > from bad to worse. > Fiance should arrange > for a lovely hearse! > > Surgery to come > just after you're gone. > Somehow I feel like > a puppet or pawn. > > Health in the way > of everything good. > Stay positive, you say? > I know that I should! > > But school is great > I found my true calling. > My grades are tops, > they sure aren't falling. > > My fiance is truly > the one I adore. > But his ex... God that woman! > Her I abhor! > > So to 2010 > this I say last. > Get the hell out > and get going fast! > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 Hey,wow,that's another great poem I could not possibly put this past year I've had into lines like this---you guys rock with your summing up abilities,really clever versing!!!!! I just love this part: " I continued to learn that life is tough That people are people and sometimes that's rough " ..... *Awesome*!!!!! Thanks for sharing this ))) > > I think this just about sums it all up. > > > My ode to you, 2010 > What a year it sure has been! > I can't say that you have been my friend > But this is for you, 2010. > > I continued to learn > that life is tough. > That people are people, > and sometimes that's rough. > > For this is the first full year > that I have stayed, > Away from my nada > who's crazy & enraged. > > But " Alas! " I must say > as I digress, > my fiances ex wife > is a freaking mess. > > Alcohol and booze > ruin her life. > And watching her do this > cuts like a knife. > > Her kids don't know > that she's not right. > They're sadly with her > almost every night. > > I walked away > from one woman mad. > Right into another, > This makes me so sad! > > My health has gone > from bad to worse. > Fiance should arrange > for a lovely hearse! > > Surgery to come > just after you're gone. > Somehow I feel like > a puppet or pawn. > > Health in the way > of everything good. > Stay positive, you say? > I know that I should! > > But school is great > I found my true calling. > My grades are tops, > they sure aren't falling. > > My fiance is truly > the one I adore. > But his ex... God that woman! > Her I abhor! > > So to 2010 > this I say last. > Get the hell out > and get going fast! > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 In 2010, at fifty-plus (How poignant this feels to discuss), I came to realize finally That (although I am still not free) I was raised by someone quite sick. Why did the Deity her for me pick? In 2010, I found the name For the source of my rage and shame, My self-hate, all those wasted years Spent mired in angst and pointless fears That seemed real then. Those years are lost. In 2010, I saw the cost Of what was her disease, not mine But was contagious, down the line That is my life: yes, marrow-deep The damage I still sadly reap But strive, facing another year To heal. The gold keys to my cage lie here. Happy New Year, everyone! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 8 Bells, the Monkeys and the Fleas. An Ode to 2010 for the Child of a Borderline. Its midnight on our good ship, life The watch now sounds 8 bells. Two thousand ten lies in our wake It's joys and it's hells. Too many nights we sailed through FOG While fleas command our mind Though flying monkeys lure us on We leave all that behind! Out! Out! We cry, unfeeling chains, That bind us to BP s You let us GO! We choose to heal! So keep your biting fleas! A year of grief, a year of pain Yet hope was with us too. For though our mom s were Borderlines, We have each other too. To be a child of Borderlines Is swimming in a blender. It matters not how hard you stroke Your ass will still be tender! Though painful slow, we grow, we grow! And try to keep our zeal. So for the last time in this year I 'll say, " May we all Heal " Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 8 Bells, the Monkeys and the Fleas. An Ode to 2010 for the Child of a Borderline. Its midnight on our good ship, life The watch now sounds 8 bells. Two thousand ten lies in our wake It's joys and it's hells. Too many nights we sailed through FOG While fleas command our mind Though flying monkeys lure us on We leave all that behind! Out! Out! We cry, unfeeling chains, That bind us to BP s You let us GO! We choose to heal! So keep your biting fleas! A year of grief, a year of pain Yet hope was with us too. For though our mom s were Borderlines, We have each other too. To be a child of Borderlines Is swimming in a blender. It matters not how hard you stroke Your ass will still be tender! Though painful slow, we grow, we grow! And try to keep our zeal. So for the last time in this year I 'll say, " May we all Heal " Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 Awesome poetry. Love it! > > 8 Bells, the Monkeys and the Fleas. > > > An Ode to 2010 for the Child of a Borderline. > > > Its midnight on our good ship, life > The watch now sounds 8 bells. > > Two thousand ten lies in our wake > > It's joys and it's hells. > > > > Too many nights we sailed through FOG > > While fleas command our mind > > Though flying monkeys lure us on > > We leave all that behind! > > > > Out! Out! We cry, unfeeling chains, > > That bind us to BP s > > You let us GO! We choose to heal! > > So keep your biting fleas! > > > > A year of grief, a year of pain > > Yet hope was with us too. > > For though our mom s were Borderlines, > > We have each other too. > > > > To be a child of Borderlines > > Is swimming in a blender. > > It matters not how hard you stroke > > Your ass will still be tender! > > > > Though painful slow, we grow, we grow! > > And try to keep our zeal. > > So for the last time in this year > > I 'll say, " May we all Heal " > > > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 Awesome poetry. Love it! > > 8 Bells, the Monkeys and the Fleas. > > > An Ode to 2010 for the Child of a Borderline. > > > Its midnight on our good ship, life > The watch now sounds 8 bells. > > Two thousand ten lies in our wake > > It's joys and it's hells. > > > > Too many nights we sailed through FOG > > While fleas command our mind > > Though flying monkeys lure us on > > We leave all that behind! > > > > Out! Out! We cry, unfeeling chains, > > That bind us to BP s > > You let us GO! We choose to heal! > > So keep your biting fleas! > > > > A year of grief, a year of pain > > Yet hope was with us too. > > For though our mom s were Borderlines, > > We have each other too. > > > > To be a child of Borderlines > > Is swimming in a blender. > > It matters not how hard you stroke > > Your ass will still be tender! > > > > Though painful slow, we grow, we grow! > > And try to keep our zeal. > > So for the last time in this year > > I 'll say, " May we all Heal " > > > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 Doug, I just love the verse that you had in your poem " To be a child of Borderlines Is swimming in a blender. It matters not how hard you stroke Your ass will still be tender! " This is so apt and it really made me laugh! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 Me too! this is great, talk about freeing yourself with humor. Thanks for sharing! Kay > > Doug, I just love the verse that you had in your poem > > > " To be a child of Borderlines > > Is swimming in a blender. > > It matters not how hard you stroke > > Your ass will still be tender! " > > > > This is so apt and it really made me laugh! > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 31, 2010 Report Share Posted December 31, 2010 LOL Yea, I was kinda proud of that one! > > Doug, I just love the verse that you had in your poem > > > " To be a child of Borderlines > > Is swimming in a blender. > > It matters not how hard you stroke > > Your ass will still be tender! " > > > > This is so apt and it really made me laugh! > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 1, 2011 Report Share Posted January 1, 2011 I, too, am in my 50's and looking back at the wasted years. You are not alone, but I have hope that now they are both gone I am free to be me - to let go of all of that and to embrace the time I have left and make something of it. Your writing is a wonderful way to heal those hurts and I guess it has made us stronger for it all. Thank you for sharing this with us, Many blessings and new vistas for you in the New Year - May we both go forward with Joy and unleash our Spirits! > > In 2010, at fifty-plus > (How poignant this feels to discuss), > I came to realize finally > That (although I am still not free) > I was raised by someone quite sick. > Why did the Deity her for me pick? > In 2010, I found the name > For the source of my rage and shame, > My self-hate, all those wasted years > Spent mired in angst and pointless fears > That seemed real then. Those years are lost. > In 2010, I saw the cost > Of what was her disease, not mine > But was contagious, down the line > That is my life: yes, marrow-deep > The damage I still sadly reap > But strive, facing another year > To heal. The gold keys to my cage lie here. > > Happy New Year, everyone! > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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