“nothing in the air but clouds. nothing in the air but rain. each man’s life too short to find meaning and all the books almost a waste.” — Charles Bukowski from the poem people as flowers Earthbound, we’re born, we live a little and then we die. In between, we try our best to make sense of the swirl of emotion, grief, anger, fear and (
No way out
No way out
No way out
“nothing in the air but clouds. nothing in the air but rain. each man’s life too short to find meaning and all the books almost a waste.” — Charles Bukowski from the poem people as flowers Earthbound, we’re born, we live a little and then we die. In between, we try our best to make sense of the swirl of emotion, grief, anger, fear and (