I know she said she wasn’t going to, but she must be looking at this weak field and thinking, “I really am the most electable one around here.”
I do worry that I might die laughing before my real time is due, but it might be worth it.
The Puddle Mirror
I want to stay up late, drinking coffee while the moon stands high. Talking with friends or, strangers, why not both? Discussing philosophy, the stars, literature and art. Hearing and sharing thoughts of of our own. Not talking points framed by others or references to...
