Monday, December 29, 2003


I feel like I'm living in this amazing time, in this amazing place, where anything can happen - and anything does happen - every day.

My father lived to see the rise of America, and I will live to see it fall. Just as my grandfather did. Cyclical. Perfection.

To much time wasted, sipping coffee in the park
I bury my chin in my scarf
_____writing words on this page

Stand, stretch, before wandering
Rat Guy beckons

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