Trevor's Page

A giant of an individual once shared a seat on the bus with me. We
sat
in silence and watched the road pass by. I had the aisle seat. I have
forgotten where I was going now yet I distinctly remember the smell of
the bus, the bag lady sitting next to us, and the colors of the city I
was in.



The person who was sitting next to me had brown eyes and
hair. They seemed to be of working class origins I noticed the roughness
of the hand that shook mine. It was much like mine. At a stoplight… Continue

I think you will hear me if you push the 'listen' part.

Lately I've found myself almost obsessed with Honey Bee's. I mean I wrote a song called The Honey Bee Way,I hear other songs about them, see them in stores, and hear other folks talking
about them. Bee's!!! I love them. I think what's really happening is that I'm getting over-anxious for Winter to finally finish and Spring to get going.
I live in Minnesota Winter is really Winter here it was a thick one
With the snowiest… Continue