River Deep, Mountain High
oceans do not cease, the moon carries the tide.
Of all the places I have forced myself to inhabit regardless of invitation the grit I possess has always served me best when I do not give in to a permission of validation I am not a car to valet into the compact section of a garage deep in the bowels of a hotel along with every narrow human among the hallways filled with joyless ventures or well-wishes, sterile as they tell me how things "are." I am not that. I am much more than that. And then, wilder still. Enjoy your stay.