i am here in san fransisco, where the sun shines in the mornings, and the wind blows strong in the afternoon. among friends who sing along with me. i find myself fully entrenched in new life, the life i have dreamed of. and yet, the difficult threads, these dark currents will perhaps always run through my veins. i am challenged to take another fistfull from the underbelly of my soul, to drink as much as i can handle of the bitter juice, and when morning sun comes again, to carry on with the play.