A Stressed Syllable

Glass, wine, Abuelita

It's been a while since I've blogged away, and to tell you the truth I'm quite full for words.

I have come to the point where there is too much to express, but no words to say.

Funny how sometimes in life all you need to do is cough up some syllables and suddenly you have life conclusions, yet other days you become so filled with thoughts, expressions, and processes that all you can say is "hi."

I feel like Gloria from that 80's movie, Arthur. With my current wonderful economy with words, I'm sure those with whom I carry conversations with look forward to my next syllable with great eagerness.  (Or not...)

Oh, Vanity of Vanities.

~Esa Cita