....a perfect paper airplane.

Without Warning Sometimes you're traveling a highway, the only road you've ever known, and wham! A semi comes from nowhere and rolls right over you.

How odd, to suddenly glimpse a facet of me I didn't know existed. I guess it really isn't all that unusual to surprise oneself with an ugly bit of ego.

As the old saying goes, "sometimes loving someone means letting them go.

One foot in front of the other, counting tiles on the floor so I don't have to focus the blur of painted smiles, fake faces.

I don't need more pain in my life. Why did I invite it in? Do I have to feel pain to believe I feel anything at all?

I don’t think God has a gender. I don’t think God hates gays or Democrats, and I don’t think you have to be Born Again to find your way to Heaven. I believe God expects us to care for one another, even those who are different. God wants us to be good stewards of this planet, and that means not wasting or violating its resources. Most of all, it means not blowing it up. Especially not in God’s name.