"Someday I'll walk away and be free...I'll leave without a forwarding address and walk across some barren wilderness to drop the world there. Then wander free of care like an unemployed Atlas."
July 22, 2003
The weary traveller trudges the narrow path
in a stupor
of a long walk
July 12, 2003
I think about getting back to my life..a little sunshine, a little rain...is it time yet?