12/7/12 December sends his familiar cold greeting by sending me away from bad habits again. Caught in the stream, life carries us from Place to place and moment to moment To the cluttered stage of here and now. A college dropout, what have I learned? At least this time I feel hopeful. I glance around the room that silently Witnessed my growth the last four years- Belongings packed into tubs and boxes. Anime scrolls clinging on the beige walls. Am I really in a better place than I was at eighteen years old? I used to grow taller each year, but now I just grow confused.
