Dean’s day-to-day
tomorrows and yesterdays:
CHEW GUM.
Time runs fast for me.
Days seem so short because
everything takes so long…
…and cold and wet and hungry
means irritable.
Weather is absolutely important.
I can step out of sun or rain
but not from wind.
I cover myself with a blanket.
Now I’ve got four walls to come into.
This is my home.
I can make it a free choice building
things rise and sag.
Part of me wants to.
Part of me does what people say.
I chew gum to gnaw out my frustration.
