dis-traction

if my hair was longer than yours, and more full and flowing, and more praised and petted, would you want me to be a boy or a girl?... i mean, what would ease your jealousy more, or would you feel none?... it is a distraction, you know, the promise of youthful rebellion that crosby made to stills, or was it nash, but young rode along, not just for the ride, but for the dream… and you know it was just background noise for the party… what happened to the mellow flow of friendship we used to know?... was it all a dream?...

before clarity

perhaps, but then, who can judge - and therein is the rub, and the e...

e, not i, but why?

i mean, why email and not imail... it is internet mail, after all... did bill gates do that?... maybe, but then, the e is electronic, after all, so that's why...

so why here?

start again?...