Perhaps a risky move to call this blog “Constant Voice” when I had no knowing if I would be constant at all – more wishful than anything. I wish I could have a constant voice – a constant wish, a constant longing, then, would have been a better name for this blog. Is there anything constant within me? A constant question? A constant insecurity – a constant state of things being vulnerable to going wrong?
A not so constant voice
Constant Voice 