at liberty

to say bites interrupted between spoonfuls of paper napkins three times fast is a mouthful. The dollar-days are approaching and the food soon, will be scarce. Contemplating deja vu on my elevator ride to the sixth floor, I realized that yes, the man who is always there, was there, and I should not fear all things that are feared. Yes, I will continue to eat spoonfuls of whatever, yes, and as long as I stay alive yes, I will.