“Like the ocean I wave. Hello and goodbye are the same, when I talk with my hand.”
“The flag was waving in the wind. Now whether it was waving hello or goodbye, I do not know.”
“I find wisdom in the waves. Goodbye is a hello to a life without you.”
“Same people. Same hellos and goodbyes. Same beginnings and endings. Same befores and afters.”
“Goodbyes always make my throat hurt...I need more hellos”
“Hello toes," I say. They're good toes. I like that they're long and slender and not the slightest bit stubby. I wiggle them, ten unstubby waves that say, "And hello to you, Human Host!"Except they're toes. I'm talking to my toes. Maybe I'm not bored... maybe I'm lonely?”