Today I saw a great blue heron stalk, catch and eat a gopher. I did not expect that.
What value has a pile of words? A writer’s currency? An expression of hubris? An offering of wisdom? Or a confession of lunacy?
I find myself unable to brag about things braggable.
My fear of commitment involves guys in white coats with giant butterfly nets.
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- Published: June 26, 2015