A person isn't a bird. You can't cage a person.
You know, maybe that's all anybody wants, is to be useful. And have somebody else notice it.
I am drawn to the ways in which we are shaped by people and by place.
I tried. Can't do it. Brain's empty.
Then I thought, boy, isn't that just typical? You wait and wait and wait for something, and then when it happens, you feel sad.
It can't be dead. It was alive just a minute ago.