Stillborn thoughts,
still born.

If only I felt inspired to continue,
some day the planets would align too.

I am restless...again.

What is it about life?
Its not peace, satisfaction or even happiness,
all of which, you and I may have in some measure.
Its more than a thirst, of that I am certain,
or sleepless nights.
It may be a yearning,
may be,
for something, some place,
or even some other being,
not me.

The journey is the destination...

"There is a tide in the affairs of men.
Which, when taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries."
-William Shakespeare (Julius Caesar)

That night,
A little tea shop on the highway,
Conversation and smoke
to cloud my judgement.

It was 13 years ago...