Free Bird

It is a strange thing... to say over and over again, to your self and to others, the things that you want the most... because as you accquire all of those things, you lose that topic for conversation.

At this point I have streamlined my entire existence into the confines of an imaginary box of about 4x4x6. I have simultaneously loosened my ties to any particular institution and now appear to be floating about, awaiting the next most appealling invitation. Until it comes I will try to walk softly.