"We're just two lost souls, swimming in a fish bowl, year after year
running over the same ol ground,
What have we found?
the same old fears.
the same old fears.
Wish you were here."
- Pink Floyd (Roger Waters, David Gilmour)
And another door closes and the waiting for the next opening commences. Thursday, I said goodbye to a friend. A coworker. A teacher. I don't try to make people perfect, but I do recognize their unique genius. He had a genius of his own. A talent for people. Something I lack most times. I shall miss the old man, that is for certain. But I know that I will see him again.
The atheist perplexes me, as does the agnostic. In time we shall all see. I hope to see my Savior.
