“Mark Cooper is not a failure.” He stared at the unshaven face before him. The Man in the Mirror shrugged and yawned. “Mark Cooper is not…” He stopped in mid-sentence, unable to go on. For two years now

Time expands, then contracts, all in tune with the stirrings of the heart. ― Haruki Murakami On a misty day I brew tea and stare through the window at the rain, listen to the years whistle through my thoughts,