Ici Je Suis

I'm curious. If a word is typed and no one reads it, is it really pronounced the way it's spelled? I don't have a lot of relavent things to say all the time. But sometimes, late at night, when no one's looking, I have a thought. While I dare not say anything, for fear of my brother asking if I did it on purpose, I have to release the thing. I'm not trained in writing, not thinking, nor much of anything except working. But at least I can say I put my training in action. I live on my family's farm, and I pursue a very messy trade which leaves me looking like a windstreaked post in a pudding storm, or, as one friend put it, a mistrewn paper-mache' creation. When someone asks what I do, I just say I'm a pigeon trainer. Here I am.