Not the day I thought I might have

today... I feel a bit like a stick that's been whittled down just a little too far to be of use. 

tomorrow is another day, and from what I understand there will be more after that... 

I'll believe it when it happens.

...and wakes me where I lie

love this song...



to friends who have gone missing

It's a kinda haiku

Red volvo smells of gas

Geese are out tonight and honking

So this is Spring?