time the friend

time the friend

Sir Time he has a daring plan, to inaugurate Sir Fear in man. Though Time thinks Fear is on his side, Their purposes will soon collide. Sir Fear it seems is rather cold, He seeks revenge on Time I’m told. Now, Time and Fear they war inside, From both of them I try to hide. […]

caring is dangerous

caring is dangerous

It was during a brief moment at a stop light that I glimpsed the peculiar scene—a short-legged, brown-haired boy motoring with absurd gusto along a chain-linked fence. Just beforehand he had joined two other kindergarteners playing in a schoolyard before school. The two kids played with a stuffed animal fox, tossing it high into the […]

What (or more so, Why) is this blog?

What (or more so, Why) is this blog?

I find it easy to fall into a desire to know much at the expense of contemplating little. The world tells me to do more, read more, write more, talk more, take more jobs, earn more followers, attend more events; I suppose this is my way of rejecting the more-mentality and embracing the given. Simple […]

the gift of age

the gift of age

I drove home from work—40 in a 35—slow enough to catch a glimpse of a sprite on the sidewalk. The stroller-fastened little girl was being wheeled forward my her mother opposite my sputtering Civic. The girl crinkled up her face and swung her arms, provoked by some bump in the sidewalk or light in her […]