here’s what i’m trying to reconcile, sweetie,
some of us recognize that we maybe only have five days left to connect with our loved ones,
while others feel that time is endless, and we’ll always have another chance, in the future, to eventually connect with our loved ones.
and those of us who recognize that we maybe only have five days left are recognizing that we’re not hearing from the loved ones who we want to be connected with, in our last five days.
consider the right to bare arms,
in a bare-armed hug.
we hear each other wrong, and it shows.
poor transcription does us in, every time.
so
many
sprinters
(and transits:
I was in Taqueria La Familia today,
having an excellent pescado burrito,
and listening to the cumbia that was
coming over the radio, when…
He was probably a university student, or a post-doc, or maybe already a professor.
He was probably married and probably had a new child at home,
(and might have even had an idea of what university he hoped his child would attend).
He was probably an only child, or if he had siblings, was probably somehow isolated from his siblings–
continue reading Portrait of a Scientist (early 20th century)
Certain teachers teach to those who learn easily:
Let’s applaud such teachers.
Uncertain teachers learn from those with difficulty in learning, and teach accordingly.
Let’s applaud such teachers doubly, and pay them accordingly.
Many are recognized as being different, while many don’t recognize that each and every one is different. Recognition shouldn’t be a pointed finger. It should be a hug. We each and all are different. Difference is life, recognizing itself. Many times a day. Have a hug. I recognize you!
all the little things you do are done for love.
don’t doubt it. shout about it.
shout about the things you do for love.
(it’s about the little things)
When one offers a request for respect
(reasonable)
one seems to hear a demand for compliance
(white)
