Kind / Kid Um / Around
Disaffection stalks around us.
I do get around. Geographically, that is.
I was a good kid.
Lo, what huge heaps of littleness around!
I was an angry kid.
It is not in life, but in art that self-fulfillment is to be found.
I was an abused kid.
I was probably cool around the end of 2002.
I'm out and around all the time.