February 9, 2004
Just another day. An ordinary day. Sun came up. Birds sang. Children played. Dogs barked. Cats meowed. The trees sat quietly, dormant, except for the conifers, awaiting the first breaths of spring to revive them. The grass lay withered and yellowed... waiting for the warmth to revive it... for the rains to come to make it grow again. People went to work. Drove cars. The sun went down. The stars came out. And they shone to light the sky... beautiful. And through it all, we go on, a people lost in ourselves, living out our lonely lives in quiet desparation.