People get bored. At least this happens to others, from what I hear.
A summer farming wrap-up, with the requisite soul-searching.
Social anxiety primed Chris for his present lockdown experience, which is and isn’t a good thing.
A touch of free verse for my aunt Cheryl, whom we memorialized yesterday in Sunnyvale.
Wherein Chris returns from a long hiatus with some soul-searching.
Chris shares some free verse about life.
Just when you thought you could safely come here and not be subjected to another of my song lyrics, here is another of my song lyrics.