I stood anxiously with the others. We all waited, silently, many staring down at bright little screens, to board the long elevator down to the metro. None of us looked at each other, and the man with the sign didn’t look at us either. He didn’t call out, forcing us to acknowledge his existence, pushing … More Angels in “The Swamp”
It was supposed to happen on May 21, 2011 and now I believe it has changed to October 21, 2011. Regardless, my end times in Eugene occur on July 17. Earlier today, I had just finished rollerblading down by the river and was sitting by my car in the sunshine, high on post-exercise endorphins. As … More Who said the end times have to be bad?