I will not die an unlived life I will not live in fear of falling Or of catching fire I choose to inhabit my days To allow my living to open me Making me less afraid More accessible To loosen my heart So that it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise I choose to risk my significance. To live so that that which comes to me as seed Goes to the next as blossom And that which comes to me as blossom Goes on as fruit. --Donna Markova

Saturday, March 19, 2005

So I'm home and I was trying to distract me brother Alexey (he's six) from being mad at me for stealing the computer from him and I said, "Are you going to Drew's band concert tonight?"

He just gave me this "yeah-'cause-I'd-fall-for-that" look and said, "Why are you asking me that, anyway?" and stalked off.

Exactly.

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