December 2010
1 post
Houston, We Have a Problem.
I feel like a spinning wrench let loose by an astronaut, lost in the nothingness of space but traveling at a constant velocity which allows me to witness the grandeur and inexplicable beauty of stardust, meteors, planets, nebulas, and even another floating tool. I also feel that I am miles and miles away from this comfortably stable suburban home. But then I wonder, “Is the house I live in...