The ability to fulfill your potential,
depends entirely on your definition of fulfillment.
The breeze rising off the bay is quite pleasant in the evening.
From the edge of the bay I leave you the silence
of a wave after it has broken,
and before the next one breaks.
What a nice tree, said Blurtso. I sure would like to sit under its leaves. Too bad I have to go to school. On the other hoof… to hell with school. Ooops! Did I really say that?!
Yes… I really did.
The more I can leave behind, the lighter my load,
and the lighter my load,
the more I can take with me.
Peace of mind is the flower of self-respect.
The leaves are changing. The world is a year older and I’m a year older. But for those born this past year, the world is brand new. If you’ve been here a while it’s hard to see the world as brand new. You see things that aren’t what they used to be and become nostalgic for the way they used to be. Or maybe you just become nostalgic for the way you used to see things, when you used to see things as brand new.
Any road is a good road…
that is traveled in harmlessness,
and with a pumpkin pie in your pack.
I wonder if there’s a storm coming? A change in the barometer always makes me restless. Then I have to do something to feel better…