Odd & Ends From My Desk Over The Last Few Months

-There are nights when the rustling of the trees sounds like the baying of the tides. -


-YOU'RE NOT HAPPY UNLESS YOU CAN'T GET WHAT YOU WANT. - 


-Roots run deep in this soil. -


- Shit don't fly, it gets thrown. -


-This abiding boredom. -


-Your voice echo's the answer. -


-We are able to create and understand technology more easily
than we can ourselves or others. -


-This false start stalled out my heart. -


-Our avarice is contagious. -


-Note to self: buy Vanilla Silk, pour over frosted mini-wheats. -


-The hard plastic plink of rain hitting an empty bucket. -


-She crawls like a snail, viscous and slow. -


-The girl made of soap. -


-Idea for a Character Name: Olivia Soap. -


-Have Pants, Will Travel. -


-Time has worn some of your grace, enough remains in the
lines of your face. -


-This Constant Condition. -


-We lack everything but soul. -


-Primate Psychology. -


-It's easier to deal with what you love once you don't have it. -


- A ghost passing the hours of the day until twilight. -


- Everything turns out differently from what you had imagined. -


- Your memory is an embolism. -


- The Inevitable Decay. -


- Don't be a fool your whole life. -


- It is a means of coping that is also destructive. -


- Tears always mar your smile. -


-The King of Hearts Always Misses His Queen. -


- Your Hunger Feeds From An Emptiness. -


- We watched them like sleuths sitting at the end of the bar. -


- I threw down the umbrella as I leaned in to kiss you,
bad romantic comedies are guilty of scenes like this. -


- These broken teeth cut so jaggedly, a failed symmetry.


- Where The Inquiring Mind Runs The Subconscious Will Follow. -


- Hear The Wind My Brother.
  Here, The Wind, My Brother. -




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