November 23, 2007
There are ghosts, in this house. Itís almost too much now to start again, more than that it has been a long time in the making but we keep coming back and its still more than that. This was the last time. I feel they are fading, the edges, now faint lines. You possessed something more at the earlier stages I let them feed gave them power now Iíve regretted. You can be the enemy, you can be the one I need to see. Iím an island now but you still visit me. Iím an island now lost at sea.