Maybe it's because it's spring, maybe it's because I believe winter is finally in the rear-view mirror, or maybe it's because it's just the right moment to look forward to new beginnings with friends we haven't yet met. Sometimes the urge for going is so much greater than any reasons for staying. And sometimes one completes the other rather than competes.
At the risk of being perceived as (this time, unfairly) politically partisan, things in just about any corner of our world you choose to look at aren't getting any more pleasant and brighter. With the past as prologue all we have to do is look at our history to see what happens when we choose to focus on our differences rather than celebrate our similarities.
Still, despite that (or because of it), the farther out in space you go, the more alike we look. And when you pay attention, you might not hear the grass grow but you can watch all of us become even more.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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