I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Vacation Day

Woohoo. I've got until 4:30-5:00 to see the island and have my vacation before the work part of it begins (tomorrow starts the critiques, and I don't have my reading yet). So, I think we'll go to the cliffs, and then see what we see on the way back. Anybody been to the Vineyard before and you have suggestions for what to visit, just let me know.

Vacation, it's almost like a foreign language to me.

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