here we come again
to a place we’ve never been
that seems familiar.

an ode to cycles:
from things that always change to
those that never will.

boost immunity;
expose yourself to those with
generous spirits.

growing up you’ll find
people lose in innocence
what they gain in age.

what good is it when
those with the best intentions
sorely lack the means?

I stepped up to the counter, 9:15 on a Saturday night. Not having eaten since early that morning, I was unusually hungry, and I probably should have been somewhere other than the local McDonald’s with the kind of hunger I was feeling. But I was in a little bit of a hurry, with less than a half-hour until I was supposed to meet a couple friends at the local cineplex. read more