four to the five

This was yesterdays. I had a graduation I went to so I didn't get to put it up... until NOW:

Talent Scout. It's the words on my shirt. The shirt I rarely wear. The times I actually wear it are not frequent. They're infrequent like birds flying north for the winter. The cold, white and unforgiving winter. Unforgiving like trying to stop a run away car, driven by a rather large person, by jumping in front of it with your hands behind you back and getting boo-boos from it. Behind great people are less great people with less greatness. Greatness that is only determined by the amount of oranges in your collection.

This has been deep thoughts by the author.