“Young people think they know it all, but a lot of old salts around know they don't.” PeopleThinkingKnowsYoungAgingSaltKnow It All Author:Richard Jackson
“The heart sags. My footprints forget me. I don’t think anything will ever be the same. This is the edge of the cliff and you can’t move, can’t jump. Everything is vertical. With binoculars you can see where you’ll be in an hour. Raindrops collect on the lens. A fine mist. It hides us. It drifts into clocks. Gravity presses your hands. Some hurts never get said. Some get smuggled.” ThinkingHeartSaidHandsMovingHoursHurtForgetFinePressesEdgesClockGravityLensesCliffsMistFootprintRaindropsVerticalForget MeBinoculars Author:Richard Jackson
