"But smaller bundles - Cram" - Emily Dickinson I said, "On the way to loosening up, stumbling blocks appear at random encountering my understanding." She asked, "Do you want your days to be as easy as a bird of prey riding the air, upheld by nothing?" I answered, "I am looking for a way to share my joy of living so others may recognize what makes me smile." She said, "In this time, the difference between recognition and figuring out what matters lasts only as long as the time it takes for a tear to slide down a cheek." I asked, "Tell me, did yesterday's peculiar ending shape the melancholic words you speak today?" She answered, "Halfway endings and unfinished finales and hazy outcomes always, in the words of the poet, 'Cram.'"