My only regret in the wording of my post is saying that I would eventually leave, which makes it seem that I am seeking out admonitions to "not leave." If ever I choose to do so, I can assure you, it will be done quietly. I've dropped in and out a couple of times and only a very, very small handful of people knew.
I believe I've begun my "way" back to being "Jenny." In the past couple of days, I've had a burning desire to sing and play ... something I haven't had in years. Perhaps it is the "tortured" soul inside me ... perhaps it's just the "edge" one gets from angst? Whatever it is ...
I've heard from mudcatters, privately, who basically lurk but will add to the foundation of the Mudcat Cafe. I hope others, old and new, will step back and step forward, and rally to a cohesiveness. The "old" Mudcat Cafe was a wonderful place ... bringing in new ideas, philosophies, history ... only serves to enhance the "old."
Am I carrying a banner for the Mudcat Cafe? Perhaps. I marched and demonstrated for Civil Rights ... and it worked. I marched and demonstrated for Equal Rights ... and it worked. I marched and demonstrated for the Right of Choice ... and it worked. Now, I will march and demonstrate to keep the integrity of the Mudcat Cafe ... and I hope I don't get tired!
Self-indulgence? hmmmm. Yeah!