Guest speaker can into my English class yesterday…I have no English skills to speak of….anyways, the guest speaker was David Zieroth, really nice guy. During the lecture and reading he was drinking a cup of coffee and just sitting casually on the edge of an empty table. I was sitting there listening to his words flow out . I had read the books already, but I was hearing the story for the first time. That cup of coffee really made an impact, it was a sign of comfort to me. It made it feel more intimate rather then institutional. The atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant. My English teacher M. Stainsby has really impacted me. My last Eng class I received a C-, just barely above a fail. This time I am walking away with an A- to a B+. what a difference a teacher can make.

Back again, it has been a while...years go by like a floating feather. You stand and watch, hypnotized by its passing...yet you do nothing. I feels like I have turned around and everybody is gone...people move on and patience will tire. time will not stand still...frozen like the winters ice kept still, motionless until awoken by springs first kiss.