I dreamed a thousand dreams...and none of them came true. I slept a thousand nights, and woke a million mornings...to nothing. It feels that way sometimes. That my dreams and my hopes and my desires are such tiny slivers of nothing in the Universe, that they slip away into some... Read more →


by Yvonne DiVita Wayne. Wayne Hurlbert. I think of him often, now. Now that... he's gone. Why is that? Why did I not think of him more often, before he was gone? It's just how we humans are. Not always thinking of him does not mean he was unimportant to... Read more →