I
was listening to that song this morning while my children regained
consciousness from a good night's sleep. It took me back to a memory
of Paul Keyes sitting at the back of the class singing his heart out.
His self-cut hair flailing about. Dear Paul, fearing he'd go mad from
the frustrations of life. Longing to burst the bonds that held him; longing to be free.
Paul
lived by the motto:
Stat sua cuique dies, breve tempus – Omnibus
est vitae; sed famam extendere factis – Hoc virtutis opus.
Well,
he liked to think he lived by that motto.
Paul died shortly after grad when his car interfaced with a tree.
Hmm,
there goes a flake of sadness ---- loss.
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