A Selective Gathering of Thoughts

More than a few police DO NOT CROSS lines are being ignored right now.

Giant phalli in the Erotica Museum are acting-out again.

A six year old I know is very frustrated with school. “It’s just a waste of my time,” he said to me.
“I can’t read; I can’t write; and they won’t let me talk!”

I can’t locate my copy of GPS magazine.

Mildred lay motionless in the little stone house by the mill pond.
The party was over. She listened intently to a foraging owl devouring it’s prey . . .

No matter how much you may hate it, many pursuits wind up being a labor of love.

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