Life is short.
No retreat, baby, no surrender.
"The winds of change can pick you up or knock you down, depending how you spread your wings."
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
The Dream, Part Two
The dream resurfaced again last night, this time wearing a different face. This time I was falling, in a fetal ball that uncurled as I descended. I awoke with a start before the skid down the pavement that I sensed was coming.
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