Lots of grumbling and shouting about the end of the year two thousand seventeen. Not considered the grandest by most. Some have even stronger opinions regarding the matter. Perhaps by the end of this, I will discover where I stand on the subject. But. Another year. Ever onward towards the future. The march from birth…
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Sunday Morning Thoughts: 12.10.17
I do fear, sometimes, this is all bullshit. It snowed the other day where I live. That did help, a bit. Changing of seasons makes for nice patterns to ritualistic self-discovery.
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 12.3.17
Oh, sweet and bitter and bittersweet opportunity. A crisis of hopes and realities drawn together in a briefly witnessed moment and provoked by a choice. What to do, what to do? And maybe quicker than it arrived, off it goes. To the endless depths of wonder, regret and the hypotheticals of former possibilities. Will another…
