At Times

At times I realize, with startling sincerity where I'm walking.
At times I skid to a halt because of guilt.
At times I take off my shoes when entering a building.
At times I dash and leap -- vainly attempting to avoid a murky
     puddle.
At times i slow to a stop, resting before my continued ascent.
At times I cannot help but collapse in laughter.
At times I wonder if I'm already too late.
At times I see the world cease it's commotion and stare right
     back at me.
At times I read the labels on simple things.
At times I cannot help loving you.
At times I convince myself I'm too sick to move.
At times I look through the refrigerator insistently swearing
     that there must be some food in there.
At times I argue that faith in reality is no faith at all.
At times I give you the benefit of the doubt.
At times I spit when no one is looking.
At times I lie to a bum asking for change.

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Tom's Notes:

A class assignment that I still find somewhat applicable to my current life. Enjoy the view into my own life, and the universality of the statements -- who hasn't also felt that, at times, one of the following applies to him or her?

At times, I actually like what I wrote years ago.

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