Thursday, June 25, 2009
today i am grateful for friends who will act as a sounding board...who will let me speak in my unstoppable stream-of-conciousness way until all my jumbled thoughts are hung neatly to dry on the washline, flapping about in the turbulence of perception...then walk down the lawn and examine them, til we find the one true thought - the one that fits best - then help me fold and pack the rest away.
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