What we like to think of ourselves and what we really are rarely have much in common.
Language does not always have to wear a tie and lace-up shoes.
the look of the sky as the day's blue blood runs out of its cheek.
The multiple choices of possibilities of daily life are the music we dance to.
Reading takes time, and the glass teat takes too much of it.
Theres a constant struggle going on about how much will be illegal and how much you will be free to take. Can we open the pharmacies? Can we put Valium and Percodan and those sorts of things out on the shelves? I wouldn't take it. I don't know.