A Poet's Vacation Message(A Hainun) br br Dear Mr. Reeder: br br In the back of my mind echo his words, 'Every day is a journey, and the journey itself home.' br br Later tonight, I'll embark on a journey through the land of melting clocks, and, hopefully, I'll be back in shape on July 4th. If I get lost in the labyrinth of colors, please come find me somewhere outside the lines of my thought.