This Class on Life is Bizarro

I keep staring outside like something is going to change.  To lift up, encourage.  To inspire.    But it’s just an unchanging landscape, same as yesterday, same as tomorrow.  Painted by my mind using quarks and atoms to resemble something real.  But nothing is real.    This lesson hits home harder each day.    If …

Mourning The Wildlife

I got my car washed today and saw a sign that said, and I’m paraphrasing, “Please pardon the inconvenient smell, but a skunk somehow got trapped in our walls and died. We apologize for any inconvenience.” It smelled bad too. Real bad. But it made me wonder, do skunks have funerals? If so, do they …

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