"Trying to fill a sieve with sand.. And the faster he poured, the faster it sifted through with a hot whispering. He held the book in his hands and the silly thought came to him, if you read fast and read all, maybe some of the sand will stay in the sieve."
Monday, April 4, 2011
Me? Bitter? Never.
At least a cat always loves me unconditionally.
1 comment:
Anonymous
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Aww, you had a rough day :( I'll try to call and talk you out of it :)
1 comment:
Aww, you had a rough day :( I'll try to call and talk you out of it :)
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