Wednesday, January 24, 2007

You know writing posts is like sending bottles with a letter out to sea. Knowing that no human eye will glance upon it and yet that child in you says it will be picked up by the exact typpe of person you would want it to be seen by. Someone who will open it and nod in approval and bring it home and sit on their porch and read it again. Someone who takes time to look at strange puzzle pieces found in the middle of a forest. This is an arm or a leg or the sun behind a hill.

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