The Little Things Are Important, Mr. Wind-up

Hundreds Of Butterflies Flitted In And Out Of Sight Like Short-lived Punctuation Marks In A Stream Of Consciousness Without Beginning Or End.

It's Easy To Forget Things You Don't Need Anymore.

I'm All Alone, But I'm Not Lonely.

Sometimes When I Think Of Life, I Feel Like A Piece Of Driftwood Washed Up On Shore.

If You Want Everything To Be Nice And Straight All The Time, Then Go Live In A World Made With A Triungular Ruler.