One friend’s blog reminded me about ghost rules.
One friend’s blog reminded me about absent audience.
I will throw away both of those cautions,
write as though only I will ever read this (today).
And then, I will offer you to read it:
The spring rain doesn’t smell as sweet when I
know you’re breathing the same air (without me).
quieta non movere
Second-guessing (good)
Choices
Because of (bad)
Consequences.
.
quid nunc
A statement, not a question.
What else is left?
(When) you have already left
ex nihilo nihil fit
and I can’t sum you up in a sentence.
Mary's One Hundred 