And what I was looking for was not to be found, but to be made. The disease was growing up. And it was happening faster than I ever imagined possible. In the back of my mind I thought I might be the mythical immortal one, the true Peter Pan. I was sorely mistaken.
Life is the art of drawing without an eraser.
I struggle with a personal web site frankly. It really has turned into the 15 minutes of fame thing. The bottom line is if you aren't careful you can really put a lot of time into your personal web site that maybe 20 people a week will glance at. At any rate, here is my new site for whatever it's worth. I want to beg you, as much as I can, to be patient toward all that is unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms or like books that are written in a very foreign language.