what is clear is the restraint spoken disassociated me too. nice picture and don't worry the little evidence you left that you were the painter and part of the painting will be as little noticed as you try. we word her unrestrained love her warm, living heart. we now know the parts we placed there were looking back at us at the parts she put in us. yet know one mentions well for awhile broken heart. and we only cry so much like the rest of our lives. restrain yourself there is a terrible awful danger in being fully human. and i am not sure either how the windstorm makes some disfigured and some themselves.