For all you shatter is our seeming, And in breaking we are free

I'm somewhat twitchy right now. My body has apparently decided we're under stress right now, and has responded by becoming erratic on me. *grimaces faintly* So. I'm gonna go to bed sometime soon, try this miraculous and oh-so-bloody-elusive thing called 'sleep', but I thought I'd put this up before I went. Indulging curiosity, mine and yours:

Is there anything you've always wanted to ask me? About my life, my views of the universe, my writing, anything?