Things are always changing The problem is, I’d like for them to remain the same Because I, as a human, am foolish enough to assume that I can imitate what has happened, even do it better next time, or do more of it, or do it differently, and feel the…

Backseats are my favorite. I have no desire to call shot-gun. With the window rolled down, and a mellow melody echoing from the speakers behind, the world expands before my eyes. It becomes more breathable. I become more alert to its magic. I’ve been told: if you’re looking for a…