Tossing the Shoebox

The first several months of this blog chronicles the ill-fated romance of a bird and a fish who, in the end, could find no place to make a home. It was quite obvious they never would, of course, but the fish had gotten a little impatient and indulged a lapse of integrity he’s none too proud of. There’s some good stuff there—good, heartfelt writing that I’ll probably archive somewhere, but not here.

By the time this posts I'll have gone back and redacted those postings. I'll henceforth keep in mind the lessons I learned.



'nough said about that.