…are creating the future.

And I am grateful that I can preschedule this post. ‘Cause I don’t think I’ll want to do it tomorrow.

isn’t that the rub? so much promised and so little energy to do anything about it all.

so much to do (about nothing).

a passerby said to me, nonchalantly, you seem to be waiting to die
i stared through tinted lenses at their lined face
rebuttals to the weak are not one of my present hobbies
as I said earlier, they passed by
they always do