to write for the sake of writing alone is meaningless.  yet, here i am.  i guess the same can be said of all actions.  in the absence of hunger, should one eat of the meal simply because it's there?  this blog's been here all along, but all i've done is ignore it despite the changes in everything.

anyway, to put it most vaguely, i think of love and of the current times.  i fear for a friend who has gotten what he wanted.  i wait in joyous anticipation of not just one arrival but two.  God bless them (my daughter needs playmates.)  life does indeed change on a dime.

got fios now.  dropped comcast.

finally, i have the place all to myself.

so drifts the wood through open space
with leaves on vacant streams;
momentum's current flies with time
as mountains sunder seas.

i know how poor Ullyses felt-
   his house a wreck,
   his bow unstrung,
   his kingdom so undone.