when the bevy breaks...

there are so many thoughts in my head tonight that seem to be appropriate topics for a blog entry... but none of them seem at this moment to be worthy of an entire post by themselves. if there was some tenuous link between them, i'd try to slew them all together in one big string, as mr. kudzia described to us when talking about the musical term "legato."

but i can't seem to find that tenuous link tonight, my friends.

but, it's been a while, and i feel a certain responsibility to fulfill... even though i'm at peace with the idea that mine are probably the only eyes that gaze upon these words anymore.

how the mighty have fallen.

so sleep tight former readers... in new york, and royal oak, and romeo, and birmingham, and san francisco, and berkley, and texas, and phoenix, and ferndale, and los angeles, and east lansing, and rochester hills. i wish i could gaze upon your sleeping toes, laying vulnerable and unclenched in your slumber.

there is something about the picture of the sleeping's feet... something about their toes laying peaceful and silent. a part of the body that goes so unnoticed, and so heavily overabused, just laying there sideways, hovering in the air, as their parent appendage rests on the heaven of a protected mattress. open to attack, and perpetrators... but lucky enough to not have to worry about such things while their parent-parent bodys rest peacefully.
i want to watch the world sleeping. that time of day when all is forgiven, and we all become angels.

i hope your job search goes well. i hope your graduate study goes incredibly well. i hope you find peace in knowing that window will be fixed. i hope you're this happy next year. i hope you raise those boys with all the gifts you've been given. i hope you find another professor that instills the passion of those who have come before. i hope you and i will always be friends. i hope for the best for all of you... despite the cards that life seems so willing to deal us all. i hope to someday learn everything you know, and one day make you proud of me.

in no particular order....