We offer observations on the human condition from a 21 year old mind trapped in an 82 year old body.


I fear America has a rendezvous with disaster if Romney wins.

Eventually, we all wind up walking with measured steps.

I was raised to gaze at buildings, today I gaze at grass.

Some desire to hold back the dawn, however, tomorrow means I am still alive.

Some walk with hands in pockets, I don’t.

I so enjoy my daily time alone with my mind engaged in dialogue.

I never place a cup of coffee atop a car.

Most unpunished crime is hate.

I am a reluctant member of the human race.

Some simultaneously believe in free will while thanking God for giving them things!

I gently push open a car door, some fling it open.

To be a child of the streets is to spend a life wandering.

Question: does a teenager lead or follow dad?

In life our daily opponent is Death.