as time passes
home is less and less
what's around

lose yourself . . . to find yourself

enter the battle

. . . the words of students surprise . . . if you let them . . . human frailty demands a human wall(wail) . . . we met for a reason . . . the scars are (in) visiible . . . sweat it out . . .

. . . how do you know . . . no . . . when caught they take you home . . . i gotta go now . . . the sun is coming up . . .

. . . it's part of what makes someone a true Artist. There must be a willingness to risk all with a work that eminates from that quiet place where only you can go. . . My guess is that your students lack(ed) the willingnessability to do the hard self-introspection required to do anything beyond the surface. Most people lack that trait.

(fivecats in the comments of jill/txt: dare)