These are questions for another day. Where are you going and what are you doing with your life? Why don't you like me? Do my armpits stink? Can you give me a dime for my time sitting here contemplating thoughts you cannot understand? Do you think with thoughts or act on instinct? Are you the type to answer your own questions? Or come up with answers that need questions? What ever you do don't take time to far from questions for another day...and realize that I wish the best for you, yours and the the life that you and they lead, just remember that I love your beautiful mind and the way it bleeds the things that we wish for.

Bill Sparrow ::