“If you hold your hands up high, and you push all your chips in, sooner or later you will win.”
Watching home through a giant’s lens, the world from afar and many people on your mind. It’s not so distant after all, it’s just a reminder of where you are in time.
“Cast your weapons and your words, toss your toys in a trashbin, you’ll end up just the same in the end.”
Upon my desk are somewhere between 20 and 30 books dedicated to my studies and research. I have a bank card that is awaiting life, packet of envelopes, several moleskin graph journals, and random tools of the trade.
“Despite the possessions that we boast, we’re all parasites and ghosts, and the planet’s just a temporary host.”
I look up and on the wall there is an old walking stick I found in the Catskill Mountains, a different lifetime, a different shade of reality.
“For a moment you can see, how love comes easily, when you realize your heart is all you spend.”
But, when I look around me, there is nothing but heart-swollen waiting. It’s okay to be slow, to be dented in a little…it’s okay to breathe in the sweet tastes of winter warmth.
