The imagined but unconsummated future
Glimpsed only in half light
But believed in a certainly as saints
An ember never kindled to flame… 31 more words
I was wandering around the art gallery during my lunch break when a message buzzed through on my phone. I saw that it was from my friend Audra, and expected it to be a continuation of an earlier discussion about bullying. 953 more words
We all miss you, Leonard Nimoy -- you inspired generations of kids and adults, artists, scientists, dreamers, and misfits. And we all miss you.