Wes’s Life

I often end up with little say­ings that float through my head at all times of the day, some­times these instantly turn into a writ­ing of some sort. How­ever, they typ­i­cally end up on the left page of my note­book des­tined to wait until I can come up with more for that par­tic­u­lar writ­ing. So instead of just leav­ing them in my note­book, I have decided to being to post a few. I guess I’ll post them as they come to me.

The rusted gears of ebb and flow whine as their momen­tum slows and they grind to a halt.