I remember once imagining what my life would be like, what I'd be like.
I pictured having all these qualities, strong positive qualities that people could pick up on from across the room. But as time passed, few ever became any qualities that I actually had.
And all the possibilities I faced and the sorts of people I could be, all of them got reduced every year to fewer and fewer. Until finally they got reduced to one, to who I am.
And that's who I am.
6 comments:
dont tell me you subjected them to the demonti spoon treatment before moving off again!
Two fabulous pictures in a row?! I think your neighborhood is going quite Stephen Kingish....
They look brand new! Are you sure you hadn't wandered into some avant-garde new mitten store by mistake??
those mttenshave been there for weeks now. There's also glove in a tree further down the road..... my life really has come to this.
Perfect picture!!
You should begin a quest to reunite the lost mittens with their rightful owner. Surely there's a book in that...!
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