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

Saturday, November 27, 2010

The after Thanksgiving diet that works

Be so sick that you can't keep anything down. Not advised for the weak of constitution. Hope your holidays are going better.

3 comments:

Eric said...

Shit. Hope you feel better soon, man.

Miranda said...

Oh, sadness. Feel better soon!

Steve Buchheit said...

Thanks, Miranda and Eric. I think I'm on the downhill run.