Saturday, June 25, 2011

PAGE ONE


I’ve always believed that there are two pages in the book of your life and you have to turn page one by yourself. It’s a whopper and a bear, and you have to stand with your legs apart and braced for balance and then fold the page over firmly yet gently like you would fold an fluffy egg white into a pie.

Page two: intermission.

How can that be?

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