--BROOKLYN IS COVERED IN LITTLE PIECES OF PAPER

…Hello, winter.  You might as well come in.  You’ve been hanging around for a while now.  Sit.  Here’s a towel to dry yourself.  Here’s a bowl of porridge.

…Making the team is always cause for celebration.  Time to have a party.

…All I know is, that to me, you look like you’re lots of fun.  Watch out here I come.

…Photographs of young people growing old are like lights on in a tall building and the sun still in the sky.

…The thing about the sky is, it has two faces and you get to decide which one you see.  Sort of like life.

…Meteors are always whizzing around.  We just never notice them.  But once in a while we actually see how spectacular they are.  That’s when our breath catches and let out that little hiccup of wonder.

…In this same town lived a boy and a girl who could be in different rooms but know what the other was drawing.

…I haven’t seen a swallow in a long time.  Next time I do, I vow to pay more attention, to observe.

…There’s not much worse than having something you value disappear.  It can be words or it can be love or it can be anything.  When it’s gone for good and you can’t get it back, man, that really sucks ass.

…Something incredibly complicated was going on yesterday.  I had to slow down, stop the spell from happening by sheer will power.  I guess that’s the way life is most times.

…Perhaps they were a tiny bit cruel to children now and then because others were cruel to them as children.  I don’t really know for sure.  Just guessing.  Always guessing.

…I had a complicated dream again last night.  It was Friday just like that, then there were straps laid out on every surface.  I could pick whichever one I wanted, but not who would use it on me.

…Every once in a while, it’s good to take a moment to ask yourself—how much are you enjoying yourself. 

…I’m not a fan of pancakes.  But chocolate chip pancakes?  They’re another story.

…Hey, sparrow, can you give me another hour under these flowers?  I’m just getting started, and you know I have stamina.

…It cannot touch you if you don’t let it.  That’s not always true, of course, but it’s a good thing to think, to believe.  It cannot touch you—the sound of the rapids—leave it and just walk away instead.

…A big grand gesture is not actually about what you do.  It’s about intent.  It’s about saying I see you, I hear you, and I’m showing you how important that is to me right now.

…I’d forgotten how wonderful babies are.  Well, not forgotten, of course.  I love babies.  But holding one, smelling that warm bread scent, touching those doughy cheeks, it makes you comprehend how precious life is and how vulnerable we are when we’re young.

Dear God,

I know you’re a big fan of children, but there are a lot of them that could use your help right now.