When I'm All Grown Up, Come What

It Was Different, Though, Knowing Something In Your Thoughts And Then Hearing It Confirmed, Made Real, Planted In The World Like A Tree

... Everyone Knew That All Islands Were Worlds Unto Themselves, That To Come To An Island Was To Come To Another World.

Weariness, Sometimes More Than Anything Else, Can Bring An End To War.

When I Was 18 Years Old, In A More Innocent Time, My First Backpacking Trip Through Europe, I Sneaked Into The Temple Of Saturn In The Roman Forum After Nightfall And Spent Several Hours In There Avoiding The Guards Patrolling.

By Things So Achingly Small Are Lives Measured And Marred.