ch-ch-changes

what a day for 86. L will be missed, I'm sure.. give him a little hug for me, will ya?

Not sure how I feel about change. All I know is that you made me think of Bowie. I'm obsessed with him a bit at the moment, did I tell you?

I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same

Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace I'm going through

Time may change me
But I can't trace time

Thinking about it again now -- change -- be it good or bad, letting go is never easy.. give N a little hug for me too.