I am a poet, an author of sorts. Sometimes words come to me, and sometimes I go in search of words.
I ponder, and think, and wonder about many things. I question how things are, and why they are. Some things I can accept, like rainbows and waterfalls. Some things I don’t accept, like assumptions and type casting. There is a vast world of possibilities out there. We have it hard enough, sometimes, when we try to fly with broken wings. We don’t need some idiots with slingshots trying to bring us down because they like to hurt other people.