We May Never Know Why

We Spend January 1st Walking Through Our Lives, Room By Room, Drawing Up A List Of Work To Be Done, Cracks To Be Patched. Maybe This Year, To Balance The List, We Ought To Walk Through The Rooms Of Our Lives...not Looking For Flaws, But For Potential.

I Suppose We Make Kids The Repository Of Our Highest Ideals Because Children Are Powerless. In That Way We Can Have Ideals And Ignore Them At The Same Time.

Kerry Asks Americans To Look At The Evidence. Bush Asks People To Believe.

Normal Is Getting Dressed In Clothes That You Buy For Work, Driving Through Traffic In A Car That You Are Still Paying For, In Order To Get To A Job That You Need So You Can Pay For The Clothes, Car And The House That You Leave Empty All Day In Order To Afford To Live In It.

Slowly We Adjust, But Only If We Have To.