What cripples me. My girls…ready to go off on their own. The middle holding the youngest still; but she’s okay. The oldest a half a step ahead of the rest, leading the way.
None of them looking back.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Monday, December 21, 2009

He isn't supposed to wear a goddamned tie.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Encompassed seemed a classier, less used word, but surrounded best described the oppositional push that truly exists.
I seek the inane (or insane) as my buoy. So shall they sometimes guide (sidetrack?) my prose, thus explained first and foremost.
So, let's begin, shall we, and join the ranks of how many millions of others whose words hit the page and go unread and unappreciated.
What's one more blog?
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