There are few things as satisfying as finding a bulky package in the mailbox, opening it, and finding a book in there with your name in it. This is what happened to me just a few days ago, and I wanted to share the experience with you as soon as possible.
I sit with strangers / righteous zeal in song and sway / like the ancestors
All the pieces / of our lives, a show / driving there to there
cocoons don headlights
something on the radio
reminds me of her
Was that the me that ran those four laps getting stronger the longer I went a close second me a starting to get underarm hair me he was a fast me Was that the me that gave that presentation with 400 people staring back some nodding their heads some nodding off hands on chins more …