A Little Bit About Home The sun set on the wrong side of my bed today, now I can't open my eyes. The paper boats we built that summer day, prayers written on their sides, wound up on the shores of my mind. Whenever the wind blew over that place, it buried things in sand, but I do miss the clearer skies.

Words Because more often than not, when we lose our words we find ourselves in someone else's.

The Accident #life is a collection of random events that our minds try to make sense of. It is an accident in the disguise of a design.

The Bird & The Tree Once upon a time there was a tree and on that tree there was a blue jay who would not sing lonely songs because the tree was always there.

Slow Motion It only existed in childhood and movies, everything runs by faster than I can look.