“Here I stand before you - brown.
Color of the mountains
Colossal as the earth
Wrapped so deliciously within my own joy and misery
Feathers of my wings paralyzed by the distance of my mind
Here I stand before you, the color of the night
Frozen by the potential of me”
“It seems like a colossal waste of resources to have a clerk sit there and look over my shoulder as I scroll through. While I'm glad they allow access, I think they need to come up with a better and more efficient way to allow access.”