I think about life, love, and everything involved that I can think of. All I know, all I do, and where I’d go if I wanted to. The world is flying by at such a fast pace, almost as if we’re in some sort of race. I see, or I should say I watch people do as they do, go to work, to the bank, store, and home. People like me, and probably like you too.

We work to gain, but at what cost ? When in reality it’s the moments money can’t buy which are all too often lost. I sit, sometimes for an hour at a time, nothing on my mind, not even a rhyme. As I do sit, I think to myself about what I see, be it a squirrel, a butterfly, or a bird in a tree.
What have we become, when they’ve...