As it turns out, I didn't do anything particularly stupid.
Though I didn't do anything particularly smart either.
I sort of ... dithered ... somewhere in between. A full grown chicken.
A smitten chicken.
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If I am repaired, can we meet again for the first time, in all of the places I have feared to go, and then, again, in all of the places I will have forgotten, if I am repaired?
SC
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Here is the desk drawer in which all of my odds and ends are kept, tidbits that would otherwise never see the light of day.
Life: Now and Then
If I am repaired, can we meet again for the first time, in all of the places I have feared to go, and then, again, in all of the places I will have forgotten, if I am repaired?
SC
_____________________________
Here is the desk drawer in which all of my odds and ends are kept, tidbits that would otherwise never see the light of day.
:)
ReplyDeleteWhat the cluck? ... smiles ... Love, cat.
DeleteBetter a smitten chicken than a fried chicken, right?
ReplyDeletestephanie
Full grown smitten
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