JUST ONE MILE Pencil and conte crayon. © Dec 15th 2011. By Leighton Kelly the one thing i know for sure is that people dont know crap about how other people work. sure, you can get it and see into anothers soul sometimes like a patch of blue sky in a cloudy day but shit changes as quickly as the weather. people are complicated. i’m complicated, or so i hear. but i dont think i am. i think its pretty easy to be me. its the world thats complicated.  people need to be given the benefit of the doubt. i dont, but i’d like to. sometimes it’s easier to write people off especially if you never have to see them again. if you do then you have your work cut out for you if you wish to maintain a copacetic balance and harmony in your life. its rewarding when you reach mutually beneficial understandings with people you have static with, isnt it?  however, life keeps pulling us back into the fracas. its inevitable. the world has ways of making us talk. its a world of drama and romance.  it’s a comedy and a comedy of errors. there will always be the guns of heaven pointed at our feet for the gods have a sadistic sense of humor.  all the world is a stage and if you can dance, pilgrim, dance. if you cant then just call it mercury in retrograde.

JUST ONE MILE

Pencil and conte crayon. © Dec 15th 2011. By Leighton Kelly

  • the one thing i know for sure is that people dont know crap about how other people work. sure, you can get it and see into anothers soul sometimes like a patch of blue sky in a cloudy day but shit changes as quickly as the weather. people are complicated. i’m complicated, or so i hear. but i dont think i am. i think its pretty easy to be me. its the world thats complicated.  people need to be given the benefit of the doubt. i dont, but i’d like to. sometimes it’s easier to write people off especially if you never have to see them again. if you do then you have your work cut out for you if you wish to maintain a copacetic balance and harmony in your life. its rewarding when you reach mutually beneficial understandings with people you have static with, isnt it?  however, life keeps pulling us back into the fracas. its inevitable. the world has ways of making us talk. its a world of drama and romance.  it’s a comedy and a comedy of errors. there will always be the guns of heaven pointed at our feet for the gods have a sadistic sense of humor.  all the world is a stage and if you can dance, pilgrim, dance. if you cant then just call it mercury in retrograde.