I once knew a silly young boy who wanted to make a difference in his small world. I haven't seen that child in years; all that's left is a naive old man. I'm often given to wonder how well I actually knew him...
If you're here, you've probably taken a wrong turn. But welcome anyway!
Thursday, November 8, 2007
I guess summer is over...
There's something magical about watching the snow falling among the streetlights at night. Like millions of fireflies bringing beauty and anticipation of changes to come. I love winter.
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