We Only See Starlight Because All The

Already The Dream Was Coming Apart, Its Bright Silk Strands Unwinding Into Nebulous Emotions, Little Coloured Clouds Of Feeling Being Dispersed By The Movement Of My Waking-up Mind. This Is How It's Always Been With Light Bulb Fragment Dreams; By The Time I'm Fully Awake, They're Gone.

Especially In Quail Hunting, Where The Hunter Is So Focused On The Bird That It Makes Everything Else Blurry. The Bottom Line In Terms Of Bird Hunting Is What We Call Shooting Zones.

Beer. It Always Seems Like Such A Good Idea At The Time, Doesn't It? What's Worse Is Beer Seems Like An Even Better Idea After You've Had Some Beer.

A Cat Is A Responsibility After All. And Feeding And Keeping And Caring About A Stupid Fat Cat Isn't Much, Isn't Much In The Entirety Of What Counts For Being A Person And The Huge Range Of What People Do,but It Is Something. It Is Something And It's Something That's Warm And That I Still Have.

Texas Has No System In Place, And What You Have Is Chaos.