…I start to feel like the guy who wrote that old song, “Stop the World and Let Me Off.”

Maybe if we …dress it up in New World ideology we can avoid facing any questions on the ethics

There’s too much idle time in the quiet to think and remember, when the distraction of activities and the busyness of hands is greatly limited.

writing is a strange paradoxical act that is both humbling, yet purely selfish

No longer do I have the desire to put forth grandiose personal objectives, daring the New Year to thwart my ambitions.

For the most part, Midwesterners are used to the designation of obscurity…

For reassurance of something predictable can still be a comfort, even when it’s grim.

Perhaps in a moment of glowing idealism we thought we could be the shining star and save the day…

…don’t forget to give thanks for your freedom, and your country—both were hard-won at a costly price, paid by people of all political affiliations.

There’s a big disconnect there between how we’re saying things “should be,” and how we actually like to see them work out.