Tomorrow, the world goes on,
they have no idea what has
transpired. It is as if everyone
lives in a vacuum.
Everyone continues to the road
to finding personal happiness
through grand spending. We must
be there at 7:30 AM, we must be
here by noon.
The memo is so important.
They have no idea what I have
lost in the process, and could barely
be bothered to slow down enough
to take note.
DeHart blogs here.