And here in this room, I re-experience the memories again and again it is how wisdom comes and how we shape our future.

There was just a moment when things weren't quite the same, weren't quite as they had always been through the long friendship

Because of fear, they made shelter and found food and grew things. For the same reason, weapons were stored, waiting.

I left home at the correct time but when I was riding along near the hatchery, the crew was separating some salmon, I guess I just got distraught, watching them.

Writing is self employment, so you can make your own schedule.

And it was lonely, to yearn, all alone.

It be better, I think, to climb out in search of something, instead of hating, what you're leaving.