I go up and down like the lifeless ponies on the carousel.

Sales are good.

Sales are bad.

Interest rates are fluctuating.

I saw a robin in my yard at 5 am.

It was raining as I got into my car.

My headlights shined, illuminating the silver drops

And the dark wet feathers of the bird,

His orange breast a happy sight to me.

And Life is here.

And Life is there.

Life is everywhere except 

Within the four walls of my bedroom.

-jenn

(The average life span of a robin is two years.)