You fit into me.

you fit into me
like a hook into an eye

a fish hook
an open eye




I hate the feeling I get
when I remember
how insignificant I am.

I made no resolutions for the New Year.

The habit of making plans,
of criticizing,
sanctioning,
and molding my life,
is too much of a daily event for me.

Nin.

I don't believe in one way streets.

Not between people and not while I am driving.



Our last days with Aislynn in San Francisco.

Long days and even longer nights.

Surprisingly, I have been getting homesick the last few times I have left town.



It is a very new year.
New beginnings.
Clean slates.