He sat for the longest time staring blankly into the distance.

Finally he saw that there was a way forward.

As simple as he was, this insight was astonishing.

It had all seemed so difficult and clouded.

Now he could barely understand how he had missed it.

He stood up, knees trembling with the weight of promise.

Could it be so easy to overcome such a huge obstacle?

He was hardly able to restrain himself from rushing ahead.

He heard a slight sound behind him.

He turned just in time to see a small bird flit away.

As he turned back, everything seemed quite gray.

He thought about his journey and it seemed impossible.

He sat back down, staring blankly into the distance.

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Gerald Cannon

I growed up po and ignant in Alabama. Then I went off to college and became a socialistic atheistic business school grad with an MBA. Not wanting to add evil capitalistic bastard to my resume, I obtained an antidote degree -the MFA. What a difference a letter makes. Now I teach college and make art. That's more fun and I'm less prone to drift toward the dark side. So, at the advanced age of sixty.... I have chosen mind over matter, joined the League of Defensive Pessimists and have no better answers, only fewer questions.

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