You made me feel at home. Call me old fashioned, but I know this will get to you. This past week I saw you all over Portland. You made me feel at home. Or being content with being content. It started as a part-time job. All Roads Lead to Home. Or my love triangle with Chicago and San Francisco. Or why I started drinking coffee. I casually answered his call. The night he came back tipsy he told me he enlisted, but I never knew why he did anythi.

El idealista, el Icaro y el Cazador. Reflexiones y alucinaciones personales de un soñador, una fantasia y un cazador obscuro. É o que eu sou, não onde eu estou, nem o que me faz viver. Meu corazão ainda palpita numa frequencia, numa lingua, e essa lingua é o español. Por enquanto não posso escrever em outra. Take It while still there, it will be no other way to share it. Miércoles, 3 de septiembre de 2014.

Sunday, April 10, 2011. Would it not be better to die trying than to do nothing at all? This is a question I hope to answer in my research, so I can better understand the submissiveness of the oppressed and brainwashed, and I can learn more about what it may have been like to live in a world where you are nothing more then a commodity for trade. For more information on author Margaret Atwood. Saturday, March 26, 2011.

I will lend you, for a little time,. A child of mine, He said. For you to love the while he lives,. It may be six or seven years,. But will you, till I call him back,. And should his stay be brief. As solace for your grief. I cannot promise he will stay,. Since all from earth return.