Fly away to a brighter day

The future looks golden, but only if we can keep our wits about us on the murky path upward. Gold or not, we keep moving on, taking time now and then to remind ourselves how far we have come from depths that were darker than dark.

A walk down Alki

Life is busier suddenly. Its good to finally have real deadlines and expectations that border on being unrealistic.

There is no way I can do justice to all. Some owe my allegiance over all others, till the end of days.

As the mince boils on the stove, and the water is not "separating from the fat" like it should, I see a chaotic pattern: the eternal struggle between now and forever.

Running away is easy. Its all a mindgame. Staying put is just as easy, if you think about it. Happy Cinco De Mayo to you too.

Each betrayal begins with trust
Every man returns to dust

-- Ray Anastasio, Farmhouse